Luyện nghe bài hát Thank God

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

For my sons, for my mom
For waking me up and breathing air my lungs
For health and wealth and lots of love for
The chances in life to take the steps
I done popped that thang, and I done popped at
Stole, cheated, and
Survived I could have died
Or somewhere locked up, my locked up
That's why I pray to you, say I say to you
you for Swizz Beatz, to him you bring the heat
He brought the to us, we burn the streets up
Thank you for and everyone that stuck with us
Gettin it crunk, and it down, and gettin to buck with us
you for not lettin material things make me
Thank you for me the talent that my peoples see
you for lettin my niggas live after gunplay
Thanks for me, cuz I don't do this every day

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

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

[Chorus w/ MJG instead of

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

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

[Chorus w/

[Eightball
Yea, Eightball, MJG
Beatz
Know wha'm
Just wanna God
Simply, the talents
he blessed us with
Thank him, for the good things we
For the bad things that make us