Luyện nghe bài hát Thank God

[Swizz
hard for ya
We this right here man
it back
Alotta in the street,
even 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 breathing air my lungs
For health and wealth and lots of love for
The chances in life to take the right
I popped 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
Thank you for Swizz Beatz, to him you the heat
He the heat to us, we burn the streets up
Thank you for family and everyone stuck with us
Gettin it crunk, and layin it down, and gettin to buck us
Thank you for not lettin material make me
you for givin me the talent that my peoples see
Thank you for lettin my niggas live after
Thanks for forgiving me, cuz I do this every day

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

I God for havin a mother and a father
To rely on for guidance when 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 understandin to him
Notice his and follow him
I'm today, I'm talkin today
I'm today, but on top of that I'm livin today
And, I thank God because he his only child
Would you give your only Think about that for awhile
And, I thank God for me my baby daughter
A roof over her head, and fresh drinkin water
And, I thank God for not being afraid to
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 we all think into this message

[Chorus w/ MJG instead of

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

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

w/ Eightball]

[Eightball
Yea, Eightball, MJG
Swizz
Know wha'm
Just thank God
Simply, with the
That he blessed us
him, for the good things we celebrate
For the bad things that us strong