Luyện nghe bài hát Thank God

I just wanna god
Through the and the bad
Come take a look at my
I couldn't have passed with all these in my class
Gotta roll the punches
Talking and the jabs
I couldn't be
the riches
My on the gas
They making statements
Once you in the law
My thoughts
I could them at the door waiting
This a day in hell
If I run across
Got me praying to the
With my diamond cross
Get for a short payment
These niggas and devious
the scene
Post up your and make a meme of it
I about success
And I made a promises
Get the bag and never look
shit was obvious
You stay, they say you
Leave out, say you hiding
50 left
stayed, and they bodied him
Mace Harlem
Al stayed and bodied him
Niggas getting Shmurders but look what did to Bob and them
I speak to Rowdy time to
He ain't spiritually
We got a Free
I wait until the hood it
I couldn't it
I'm watching my man cook up a hard
I'm notes
Tryna his whip, like a car thief
You frauds
Keep advice
I'll use it
My said
He just aim at your head and shoot it
He waiting for the
I'm bout to tell him do it
I petty
I'll make sure the get theraputed
'Cause opportunity now
I picked the
gun
I spin your block
When I spin block
I sell in Hell's Kitchen
It's well
You either gon' be a victim or jail sentence
Shells
rain, I let hail hit 'em
He
Treat him a dog
If he clip him
The shit that I'm is deep
You see how I vibe to the
When Pop died, I was
For that I cried in my sleep
There was in my head
how could this be?
Went from on the team
Now you just the league
Damn, and now you just outta the
And just for you I keep a
The on the sleeve