Luyện nghe bài hát Thank God

[Swizz
hard for ya
We doin right here man
it back
Alotta in the street,
can't do this right here man
But you how we do
Hold it down, get it right, keep it
And of all..
We God

For my sons, for my mom
For me up and breathing air into my lungs
For health and wealth and of love for myself
The in life to take the right steps
I popped that thang, and I done been popped at
Stole, cheated, and
Survived I could have died
Or somewhere locked up, my locked up
why I pray to you, say what I say to you
Thank you for Beatz, to him you bring the heat
He brought the heat to us, we the streets up
Thank you for family and everyone that stuck us
Gettin it crunk, and layin it down, and to buck with us
Thank you for not lettin things make me
Thank you for givin me the talent that my see
Thank you for lettin my live after gunplay
Thanks for forgiving me, cuz I don't do every day

[SB] I God!
[EB] For lettin me it out the club
night all that fightin and shootin jumped off
[SB] We God!
[EB] For lettin me make my on the block
And get away it get hot, uh
[SB] We God!
[EB] For them babies with mommas who don't love 'em
and they to grow up, fast
We thank God!
[EB] For everything, all them things
For me my dreams, know what I mean?

I thank God for havin a mother and a
To rely on for guidance when circumstances got
I'm a part of a whole race who God
For being to be free and leave the plantation yard
And, I thank God for givin me the to acknowledge him
Notice his footsteps and him
I'm walkin today, I'm today
I'm feelin today, but on top of that I'm today
And, I thank God because he gave his child
Would you give your only child? Think that for awhile
And, I God for givin me my baby daughter
A roof her head, and fresh clean drinkin water
And, I God for not being afraid to love
So all the love I give, I get back love
And, I thank God for me all the blessings
To put a little piece of what we all think this message

w/ MJG instead of Eightball]

For all the I thought I was in the worst situation
that I be in
God helped me see in, them times
Them, "I get rowdy" times
One of them, "They to bring the devil out of me" times
I thank God, for keepin my mind
And I respect my elders, if or if not they to college
And, you Lord, for makin my bin and I swored
And I'm glad I don't feel like I to kill to pay the bill

I was blessed to be a story teller, CD
My niggas be them fellas, chasin yella
Greedy with they eyes beady, lives
those who rise easy, talkin freely
Thank you for them tricks who be, talkin
Hatin me and think that I don't, get
The and the talkin all it do is bore me
I done been through a true Holly-wood story

[Chorus w/

[Eightball
Yea, Eightball, MJG
Beatz
Know sayin
Just wanna God
Simply, with the
That he blessed us
Thank him, for the good things we
For the bad that make us strong