Luyện nghe bài hát Thank God

I just wanna god
the good and the bad
Come a look at my past
I couldn't have passed with all crooks in my class
roll with the punches
Talking hooks and the
I be last
the riches
My on the gas
They making more
you in the law station
My thoughts
I could feel them at the waiting
This a cold day in
If I run Satan
Got me praying to the
With my cross hanging
Get killed for a short
These niggas reckless and
Clear the
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
out, they say you hiding
50 Queens
stayed, and they bodied him
Mace left
Al stayed and they him
Niggas getting Shmurders but look what they did to Bob and
I speak to Rowdy to time
He ain't spiritually
We got a Free
I wait the hood hear it
I couldn't it
I'm watching my man cook up a hard
I'm notes
Tryna steal his whip, like a car
You sweet
your advice
I'll use it
My homie
He just aim at your head and shoot it
He for the word
I'm bout to just him do it
I ain't
I'll make sure the caste get
opportunity dead now
I the lock
gun
I spin your block
When I your block
I sell chicken in Kitchen
well written
You either gon' be a dead victim or jail
spitting
Fuck rain, I let 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
Pop died, I was weak
For nights that I cried in my
There was thoughts in my
how could this be?
Went starter on the team
Now you outta the league
Damn, and now you just the league
And just for you I keep a
The rock on the