Luyện nghe bài hát Thank God

[Swizz
Comin for ya
We doin this right 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, it tight
And of all..
We God

For my sons, for my mom
For waking me up and air into my lungs
For health and wealth and lots of for myself
The chances in life to take the steps
I done that thang, and I done been popped at
Stole, cheated, and
Survived when I could died
Or somewhere locked up, my niggas up
That's why I pray to you, say I say to you
you for Swizz Beatz, to him you bring the heat
He the heat to us, we burn the streets up
Thank you for family and that stuck with us
Gettin it crunk, and it down, and gettin to buck with us
Thank you for not lettin things make me
you for givin me the talent that my peoples 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 me make it out the club
That night all that fightin and shootin 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 them 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, know what I

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

w/ MJG instead of Eightball]

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

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

[Chorus w/

talking]
Yea, Eightball, MJG
Swizz
Know sayin
wanna thank God
Simply, the talents
That he us with
Thank him, for the good things we
For the bad things make us strong