( snoop )
Rite now a nigga just feelin real good
Thankful 4 evrythang thats goin down 4 me rite now
4 all dis happiness an success
A nigga just str8 thankful 4 evrythang you know
You think its eazy bein me na hold on dogg
Let me explain sumthin to all of yall
I got a mama an a daddy 3 bruthas no sistas
Sum cuzinz uncles nephews an neices
An nun to say da leastest hectic
Wit 2 boyz of my own
Spanky damn near grown
Sittin in his room just bangin my songs
As I roll anutha joint an make a call on da fone
Its pretty tony its on an crackin my nigga
Its ya big bro I herd ya rappin my nigga
Evrybody an there mama duin dis rap thang
Im thankful dat my lil brutha aint in da hood bangin

( hook )
Just be thankful 4 all ya got
If its just a little bit its all ya got
U mite not hav a car or big gold chain
Stay tru 2 yaself an thangs will change
Just be thankful 4 all ya got
If its just a little bit its all ya got
U mite not hav a car or big gold chain
Stay tru 2 yaself an thangs will change

( goldie loc )
Man my sista ben gone 4 about 10 munths
Stedy smokin bluntz an fuckin wit da same cunt
But its time 2 make a change
So I rock up my rhymes like krack kokane
Im in da game
Much luv 2 my nigga snoop
It woodnt be crackin wit out you
I woodnt be standin in deez black walla cs
Id be back in da hood wit dem gs

( warren g. )
Frum kidnaps an jacks
Knockouts an craps
Frum totin tech-9s
2 shankin on da main line
Timez iz hard we all caught up in da struggle
Whites, blacks, mexicans its trouble
Yung kids we got a man made disease
I lost my mom so now Im prayin on my knees
Did yall take care of yall ha luv wuz precious
Now I got my daddy, sistas an homies God bless us

( hook )

( pretty tony )
We ben thru sum tuff timez mom late on rent
Tryin 2 get mine husslin like larry flynt
No food in da fridge but we wuznt alarmed
Cuz my brutha wuz like a good neighba den like state farm
Peeples always sayin wut they need an want
But they need 2 start wit they dus an donts
Just be thankful 4 day 2 day
An evrythang will be goin ya way

( kam )
Now aint it odd 2 thank god
We moovin in gangsta toyed
We live an die by tha sword
An still we thank tha lord
Frum da maternity ward 2 tha morgue
I count my blessins
Its a game I shood but cant afford but I aint stressin
Im e-s-in 4 mines its all gunna pay off in da long run
An no rest on da grind man a nigga just out here on one
Stayin strong all alone or hangin wit my clique
I rite a song rite or rong Im realy bangin dis shit
I used ta wonda y we had it so ruff
My motto wuz my ancha an 4 dat I cant thak ya enuff

( hook )