Luyện nghe bài hát Thank God I Got It

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God I got it
God I got it
God I get how I go
God I got it
Thank God got it
Thank God I give her her too
God I got it
God I got it
Thank God I her her hopes too
God I got it
God I got it
Thank God I her her ho-ope

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Thank God I got it, God yeah nigga I got it
Thank God yeah a nigga plottin'
And Lil Yachty, yeah nigga count
I be it not stoppin'
Young nigga getting money, no
me and hit a nigga a choppin'
Ocean, more shit 'for I pour my ghost
Oh shit, more champagne I'm more shit
is fab when I'm driven focus
Niggas but I creep the low shit
Bag a million hit 'em the oh shit
Hit him the oh o-shit
Pull back with the
Forfeit a nigga fo-quit
come up in the know shit
I feel I got it, nigga's and the niggas, they 'bout it'
I get money and a no option
Nigga and the niggas start mobbin'
I feel I got it, I be riding in the Benz with the
Bugatti to McLaren, [?]
I feel I got it, Xans get the lick over bottle
Percosets give me sex and the
Hundred trans and the trans the
I feel I got it, I can see just it inside me
I can see in Rodney
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God I got it
God I got it
God I get how I go
God I got it
Thank God got it
God I give her her hopes too
God I got it
God I got it
Thank God I her her hopes too
God I got it
God I got it
Thank God I her her ho-ope

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Yeh I get it
I don't know about
Bad bitch right me
I get high when I'm
We get high in this ship all night lay with me driving
When she wrong right it
I it up like I'm Tyson
I beat it up I'm Michael
I wanna make a Miss
We riding in that Aston
The life not crashin'
me to yourself
'fore a minute swear I see
You wanna it how I live it whip it like a chopper keep blasting it
Chop booty, dancing it
club keep laughing it
Head right, fast in here
Everybody start to gold
hard, I'm a champion
Ball til the damage done
Live life the day is done
Ball hard with my one

Yeah

I am a

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Gettin' top
Oh yeah call me
Hell can't stop me, no way
I get the money, get it I flip it now the City know it
talkin' shit can't make the hits go away
I get the
I get beating a to it
I get that real shit, shit
Talking oh yea
I get dope cat, dope cats
like old way
Remember old ways
Lock out that

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'member the days we to keep the covers sleep on the floor way
Rain dance, dancing
boy, play dazing
I can be raw let you ride
Baby I'm dying
Keeping your inside me
Keeping thoughts inside me
Only think it, whatever we do we all in private
Keeping your beside me
your thoughts behind me
Yeah we ball, we
Baby, I'm dying
Keeping your thoughts me
Keeping thoughts inside me
think about it, whatever we do we all in private
Keeping your thoughts me
your thoughts behind me

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Yeah, remember old ways
out that door-way
Gettin' top
Oh yeah call me
Hell yea stop me
I get the money, get it then I it now the City know it
Everybody talkin' shit can't make the hits go
I get the
I get beating a
I get that real shit, real
like oh yea
I get that cat, dope cats
like old way
Remember them old
Lock out door-way