Luyện nghe bài hát Thank You

This feels good right here, happy to be here, I mean
I gotta take a moment to thank those made a difference
Whether small or big, damn, where should I start

and foremost I gotta give praise
To the Lord and His Almighty ways
Blessin' me with the to lift spirits
And evoke emotions through words everytime you hear it

I got the and flow, I'm capable so
When I blow, know this one's for April and Joe
Me and my little sister, grateful you know
Wish I could see you more Avah at the rate you grow

My favorite uncle Franky for opening ya
When I ain't have a place to stay, I on your floor
Taught me the basic tools
Cathy, every summer kept me in vacation Bible school

Mr. Diskin for than passin' grades
And my fourth grade teacher Mr. Scott who away
Peep how I met Kamel, corner on the
We goin' to the top, let's do it for and Jaleek

In the beginnin', no one was on Jin's folks
Bar and Amory, whoa Bundy that's an joke
bullshit friendships, synthetic for cream
Chilled with my wall click, Bryan, and Jean

So when I moved to NY to invest in a few
One to Patricia, Ben and the rest of the crew
To be is a privilige, that's what I was told
A gem from my man unless more precious than

Infamous Joe lacin' my so sick
Fong, Yungmac, and Ken down at Ho
To Dee Waah and the rest of the deans
For believing in a man obsessed with a dream

Allowin' me to history create my own chapter
All original ryders and the generation
The R staff my thanks worth a million
And the whole floor at the Universal buildin'

You could never walk in my shoes or in my boots
Know how I came up, never abandon my roots
Yeah, C Rayz, Poison Pen for sharing the
to stronghold, tone and the rest of the plague

Ask Big Zoo, we ten steps of ya
Vice versus, eye to eye, E-O dub
My man J pure for bringin' the right
And the rest of the poets, chillin' under

Just keep the beats tight, shouts to the spinners
Enough, felli fell and all the hitters
Kubichi K Sly hold me in L.A.
Might me flickin' it up with von in the bay

Then off to the wake up show with tech and sway
Or big nat and out in VA
It's damn tradition to kick a freestyle
Anytime I'm with Eddie out in Seatown

forget hometeam as high as I be
Supa Cindy, Big Lip and DJ
The club and mixtape that break records
'Cause thanks to them we've some great records

Shouts out to the technicians get props
Feel free to holla, anytime you need
Bob Collina, the one to call
Anytime ya boy Jin run in with the law

Bert A K A Big Babe Ruth
Got the brinks truck outside, let's get paid
6 4 6 6, the trips and forth
From the to the crib, I'm never slackin' off

How 'bout Will, Spivey and of course Killa
Boondo, Randy, just a few of my
Close that I love to see
School me to the game like Joe box and E

Razor and Mario for all them we rocked shows
To the rest of 176,
"Holla front dot com" go register
Jun, Rock, Lisa, Landy and J

Keepin' me fresh Ellis at the
Coast to coast, lifestyles reppin' the R
My man cartoon bringin' the fresh
Cookie and mag holdin' the West down

And of Swizz Blocks, Carl, climax
Far east movement, they got what ya minds
T dot where I keep mass appeal
Romero, baby you, R G and

It pays to keep it real even more to be
Thanks to B E T for startin' my career
As for one oh six who askin' about
Free and A J wait to see yall back on the couch

And MTV for givin' warnings
John Singleton the chance at performin'
The soul stopper X L Rolling vibe
The truth, the lies, the in rides

For every write up forever in
King magazine Elle and complex
To all the for providin' the beats
Shouts to Neo, Tunehedz, Divine and

JR, Wyclef, Kanye, can I rep
is real hip hop be damned if I let
Y'all tell me otherwise we so live
This for 954 and 305

All the way to 718 and 212
And if you ever showed love this for you
But I gota say thanks those that hated
'Cause, 'cause ya'll me motivated

{You see, lot
People dont appreciate the and support
That they get they family an' friends
Haters and all they are into but not me}

{See I never take none of for granted
So I knew I had to take a
And atleast let ya'll how I felt about it

I gotta God, I wanna thank y'all
I gotta thank God, I wanna thank
I gotta thank God, I wanna thank
I gotta God, I wanna thank y'all

'Cause I'm sure there is no me
Oh my cha I can't about you
I know when you make sinners
You doin' a real job on that

I know I forgot a ton of people
But think that you know count it
you want, it's just that
It's a lot goin' on now

I got my
Little bit of Henessee in my cup
No I don't even drink like
I love ya, the rest is baby

I gotta God, I wanna thank y'all
I thank God, I wanna thank y'all
I gotta thank God, I wanna y'all
I gotta thank God, I wanna y'all