Luyện nghe bài hát Thank God

I wanna thank god
the good and the bad
Come take a look at my
I couldn't have passed all these crooks in my class
Gotta roll the punches
Talking and the jabs
I be last
Grow the
My on the gas
They more statements
Once you in the law
My thoughts
I could feel them at the waiting
This a day in hell
If I run Satan
Got me to the lord
With my diamond hanging
Get killed for a payment
These reckless and devious
Clear the
Post up your and make a meme of it
I dreamed success
And I made a couple
Get the bag and look back
That shit was
You stay, say you dumb
Leave out, say you hiding
50 left
stayed, and they bodied him
Mace left
Al stayed and they him
Niggas getting Shmurders but look what did to Bob and them
I speak to Rowdy to time
He good spiritually
We got a Free
I wait until the hood it
I steer it
I'm watching my man cook up a hard
I'm notes
Tryna steal his whip, a car thief
You sweet
Keep your
never use it
My homie
He just aim at your head and shoot it
He waiting for the
I'm to just tell him do it
I ain't
I'll make the caste get theraputed
'Cause opportunity now
I the lock
gun
I could your block
I spin your block
I sell in Hell's Kitchen
It's well
You either gon' be a victim or jail sentence
Shells
Fuck rain, I let hit 'em
He
him like a dog
If he clip him
The shit that I'm rhyming is
You see how I vibe to the
When Pop died, I was
For nights that I in my sleep
There was in my head
Like how this be?
Went starter on the team
Now you just the league
Damn, and now you outta the league
And for you I keep a trophy
The on the sleeve