Текст песни Thank God - Blac Youngsta , RJmrLA

I woke up thank God I'm a real nigga
Niggas still throwin' shots at a still picture
And they still gettin' hot, can't chill with us
If this Glock all I got then I'm Bill Withers
If I die pray my pops is the gate keeper
Nigga slidin' with the opps get the same treatment
In a beam got the Glock showin' state prison
Let me squeeze take the block thats a gang missin'
Fake real niggas how you revealin' the truth?
Make lil' niggas fake but teach 'em to shoot
Threw the scope on the K they easy to boost
You niggas lyin' on stage to stay in the loop
Stay with it, can't give it, nah nigga nah
Nah, nah nigga nah
I ain't feelin' y'all niggas, y'all niggas fraud, nah
Thank God I'm a real nigga
Thank God, thank God, thank God, thank God, thank God
Thank God I'm a real nigga
Thank God, thank God, thank God, thank God, thank God
Thank God I'm a real nigga
Niggas soft like the still liquor
Twenty sauce fish grill nigga, I'mma keep it real with ya
Thank God on my worst day
Cross me let the church pray
Ties like [?], niggas dyin' on they birthday
Nigga God know I'm burnt yeah
He the one that made me squeezing off .380
Nigga that's that get back get off me I'm saucy
Send them back to my whip grab that stick shit look gothic
And I thank my God all my pride ain't defrost me
Some believe in God nigga, some believe in Allah
Here I keep a 9 in these streets Iguodala, nah nigga nah
Stay with it, can't give it, nah nigga nah
Nah, nah nigga nah
I ain't feelin' y'all niggas, y'all niggas fraud, nah
Thank God I'm a real nigga
Thank God, thank God, thank God, thank God, thank God
Thank God I'm a real nigga
Thank God, thank God, thank God, thank God, thank God
Thank God I'm a ral nigga
Fuck nigga, I been a real nigga since day one
Life sentence, for the team I'll take one
Shake some', take some', young nigga face some'
Extended clip AK some', broad day some'
I ain't feelin' you nigga, when you die
- I hope I be the one killin' you nigga
When your bitch cheat on you I hope I be the one drillin' her nigga
I fucked that bitch to make you mad I ain't feelin' her nigga
Y'all ain't real no more
I'm the realest y'all know
CMG, 400 Summers
We finna see so much money, word to my momma
Stay with it, can't give it, nah nigga nah
Nah, nah nigga nah
I ain't feelin' y'all niggas, y'all niggas fraud, nah
Thank God I'm a real nigga
Thank God, thank God, thank God, thank God, thank God
Thank God I'm a real nigga
Thank God, thank God, thank God, thank God, thank God
Thank God I'm a real nigga