Luyện nghe bài hát Thank God

I just thank god
the good and the bad
Come a look at my past
I couldn't have passed with all these crooks in my
Gotta roll with the
hooks and the jabs
I couldn't be
Grow the
My on the gas
They more statements
you in the law station
My thoughts
I could feel at the door waiting
This a day in hell
If I run Satan
Got me to the lord
With my diamond cross
Get killed for a short
These niggas reckless and
Clear the
Post up your body and a meme of it
I about success
And I made a promises
Get the bag and never look
That was obvious
You stay, they say you
Leave out, they say you
50 Queens
Stacks stayed, and they him
Mace left
Al stayed and bodied him
Niggas getting but look what they did to Bob and them
I speak to time to time
He ain't spiritually
We got a Free
I until the hood hear it
I couldn't it
I'm my man cook up a hard piece
I'm taking
Tryna steal his whip, a car thief
You sweet
Keep advice
I'll use it
My said
He wanna aim at your head and shoot it
He for the word
I'm to just tell him do it
I ain't
I'll make sure the get theraputed
'Cause dead now
I the lock
gun
I spin your block
When I spin block
I sell chicken in Hell's
It's well
You either gon' be a dead or jail sentence
Shells
rain, I let hail hit 'em
He
him like a dog
If he clip him
The that I'm rhyming is deep
You see how I to the beat
When Pop died, I was
For nights that I in my sleep
There was thoughts in my
how could this be?
Went from on the team
Now you just the league
Damn, and now you outta the league
And for you I keep a trophy
The rock on the