Luyện nghe bài hát Thank You

This feels good right here, just to be here, I mean
I gotta take a moment to thank those that made a
Whether small or big, damn, where should I though?

First and foremost I give praise
To the above and His Almighty ways
Blessin' me with the gift to lift
And evoke emotions through these everytime you hear it

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

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

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

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

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

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

Allowin' me to write history create my own
All ryders and the generation after
The R staff my thanks worth a million
And the whole 30th floor at the Universal

You could never in my shoes or stand in my boots
Know how I up, I'll never abandon my roots
Yeah, C Rayz, Pen for sharing the stage
Shouts to stronghold, tone and the of the plague

Ask Big Zoo, we ten ahead of ya
versus, eye to eye, E-O dub regulars
My man J pure for bringin' the heat
And the rest of the poets, under streetlights

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

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

Can't forget as high as I be
Supa Cindy, Big Lip and DJ
The club and mixtape DJ's break records
'Cause thanks to them we've heard some records

Shouts out to the technicians get props
Feel free to holla, anytime you drops
Bob Collina, the only one to
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 back and forth
From the studio to the crib, I'm slackin' off

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

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

me fresh Ellis at the barbershop
Coast to coast, reppin' the R alot
My man bringin' the fresh sound
Cookie and mag OG's holdin' the West

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

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

And MTV for advance warnings
John Singleton plus the at performin'
The stopper X L Rolling Stone vibe
The truth, the lies, the layout in

For every write up in context
King magazine Elle girl and
To all the producers for the beats
Shouts to Neo, Tunehedz, and Elite

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

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

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

I never take none of that for granted
So I I had to take a moment
And atleast let know how I felt about it

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

'Cause when I'm sure is no me
Oh my cha I can't forget you
I when you make sinners down
You doin' a real good job on

I know I probaly forgot a ton of
But don't think that you know it
Anyway you want, just that
It's a lot goin' on now

I got my
Little bit of left in my cup
No I don't drink like that
I love ya, the rest is history

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