Luyện nghe bài hát Thank God

I just wanna god
Through the and the bad
Come a look at my past
I have passed with all these 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 tainted
I could feel at the door waiting
This a day in hell
If I run across
Got me praying to the
With my cross hanging
Get for a short payment
These reckless and devious
Clear the
up your body and make a meme of it
I dreamed success
And I a couple promises
Get the bag and never back
That was obvious
You stay, they say you
Leave out, they say you
50 Queens
Stacks stayed, and bodied him
Mace Harlem
Al stayed and bodied him
Niggas getting Shmurders but look they did to Bob and them
I speak to Rowdy to time
He good spiritually
We got a classic
I wait until the hood it
I couldn't it
I'm watching my man cook up a piece
I'm notes
Tryna steal his whip, a car thief
You sweet
Keep advice
I'll use it
My said
He just wanna aim at head and shoot it
He for the word
I'm bout to tell him do it
I ain't
I'll make sure the caste get
opportunity dead now
I the lock
gun
I could spin your
When I spin block
I chicken in Hell's Kitchen
It's well
You either be a dead victim or jail sentence
Shells
rain, I let hail hit 'em
He
Treat him a dog
If he clip him
The shit I'm rhyming is deep
You see how I vibe to the
When Pop died, I was
For nights that I in my sleep
was thoughts in my head
Like how could be?
Went from on the team
Now you just the league
Damn, and now you just the league
And just for you I a trophy
The rock on the