Luyện nghe bài hát Thank God

[Swizz
hard for ya
We this 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 air into my lungs
For and wealth and lots of love for myself
The chances in life to the right steps
I done that thang, and I done been popped at
Stole, cheated, and
Survived when I could died
Or locked up, my niggas 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 family and that stuck with us
it crunk, and layin it down, and gettin to buck with us
Thank you for not lettin material make me
Thank you for givin me the talent my peoples see
Thank you for lettin my niggas live after
Thanks for forgiving me, cuz I don't do this 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 me make my money on the block
And get when it get hot, uh
[SB] We God!
[EB] For them with them mommas who don't love 'em
and they have to grow up,
We thank God!
[EB] For everything, all them little
For givin me my dreams, know I mean?

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

w/ MJG instead of Eightball]

For all the times I thought I was in the worst
that I be in
God helped me see in, cloudy times
Them, "I get rowdy" times
One of them, "They tried to bring the out of me" times
I God, for keepin my mind solid
And I respect my elders, if or if not went 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 to be a story teller, CD seller
My niggas be them fellas, chasin yella
Greedy with they eyes beady, easy
those who rise easy, talkin freely
Thank you for them tricks who be, talkin
Hatin me and think that I don't, get
The rumors and the all it do is bore me
Trick I done been through a true Holly-wood

w/ Eightball]

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