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, thank God yeah I got it
Thank God yeah a ain't plottin'
And Lil Yachty, yeah nigga count
I be gettin' it not
Young nigga money, no option
me and hit a nigga a choppin'
Ocean, more 'for I pour my ghost shit
Oh shit, more champagne I'm pourin' shit
Life is fab when I'm driven
Niggas talk but I creep the low
Bag a million hit 'em with the oh
Hit him with the oh
Pull back with the
Forfeit a nigga fo-quit
come up in the know shit
I I got it, nigga's tourin' and the niggas, they 'bout it'
I get money and a no option
Nigga tourin' and the niggas start
I I got it, I be riding in the Benz with the Robbie
Bugatti to McLaren, [?]
I feel I got it, hundred Xans get the lick over
Percosets me sex and the logic
Hundred trans and the trans the
I feel I got it, I can see believe it inside me
I can see disbelief in
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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 give her her too
God I got it
God I got it
Thank God I give her her

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

Yeah

I am a

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Gettin' top
Oh yeah me papi
they can't stop me, no way
I get the money, get it then I flip it now the know it
Everybody talkin' shit can't make the go away
I get the
I get beating a to it
I get that real shit, shit
Talking oh yea
I get that dope cat, cats
Talking 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
Rich boy, dazing
I can be raw let you here
I'm slowly dying
Keeping thoughts inside me
Keeping your thoughts me
Only think it, whatever we do we all in private
Keeping your thoughts me
Keeping thoughts behind me
we ball, we riding
Baby, I'm dying
Keeping your thoughts me
your thoughts inside me
Only about it, whatever we do we all in private
Keeping thoughts inside me
Keeping your thoughts me

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Yeah, remember them old
out that door-way
Gettin' top
Oh yeah call me
Hell yea can't 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 a flow
I get that shit, real shit
Talking oh yea
I get that dope cat, cats
like old way
Remember old ways
out that door-way