Luyện nghe bài hát Thank God

I just thank god
the good and the bad
Come take a at my past
I couldn't have with all these crooks in my class
Gotta with the punches
Talking and the jabs
I be last
Grow the
My on the gas
They making more
Once you in the law
My thoughts
I feel them at the door waiting
This a day in hell
If I run across
Got me to the lord
With my diamond hanging
Get killed for a payment
niggas reckless and devious
Clear the
Post up your and make a meme of it
I dreamed about
And I made a promises
Get the bag and never back
shit was obvious
You stay, say you dumb
out, they say you hiding
50 Queens
Stacks stayed, and bodied him
Mace left
Al and they bodied him
Niggas Shmurders but look what they did to Bob and them
I to Rowdy time to time
He good spiritually
We got a classic
I wait the hood hear it
I couldn't it
I'm watching my man cook up a hard
I'm taking
Tryna his whip, like a car thief
You sweet
Keep advice
I'll use it
My homie
He just wanna aim at your head and it
He for the word
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
well written
You either gon' be a dead or jail sentence
spitting
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
Pop died, I was weak
For nights that I cried in my
There was thoughts in my
Like how could be?
from 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