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 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 give her her

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Thank God I got it, thank God yeah I got it
Thank God yeah a nigga plottin'
And Lil Yachty, yeah nigga count
I be it not stoppin'
Young getting money, no option
me and hit a nigga a choppin'
Ocean, more shit 'for I my ghost shit
Oh shit, champagne I'm pourin' more shit
is fab when I'm driven focus
Niggas talk but I creep the low
Bag a hit 'em with the oh shit
Hit him with the oh
Pull with the fo-fifth
Forfeit make a fo-quit
Everybody come up in the shit
I feel I got it, tourin' and the niggas, they 'bout it'
I get and a nigga no option
tourin' and the niggas start mobbin'
I feel I got it, I be riding in the Benz the Robbie
to McLaren, 'Rari [?]
I I got it, hundred Xans get the lick over bottle
Percosets give me sex and the
Hundred and the trans the watching
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
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 her her ho-ope

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Yeh I get it
I know about wifey
Bad bitch right me
I get when I'm writing
We get high in space ship all night lay with me driving
When she wrong Imma it
I beat it up like I'm
I it up like I'm Michael
I wanna make a Miss
We riding in that Aston
The love not crashin'
Take me to
'fore a minute swear I see
You live it how I live it whip it like a chopper keep blasting it
Chop booty, keep it
Dance club keep it
Head right, live in here
start to gold diggin'
Ball hard, I'm a
Ball hard til the damage
Live life 'til the day is
Ball with my number 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 then I flip it now the City it
Everybody talkin' shit make the hits go away
I get the
I get a flow to it
I get that shit, real shit
Talking oh yea
I get that dope cat, cats
like old way
Remember old ways
Lock out that

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'member the days we used to the covers sleep on the floor way
dance, rain dancing
Rich boy, play
I can be raw let you ride
Baby I'm slowly
Keeping thoughts inside me
your thoughts inside me
Only think about it, we do we all in private
Keeping your thoughts me
your thoughts behind me
Yeah we ball, we
Baby, I'm slowly
Keeping your thoughts me
Keeping your thoughts me
think 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
Lock out that
Gettin' top
Oh yeah me papi
Hell yea stop me
I get the money, get it then I flip it now the City it
Everybody talkin' shit can't make the go away
I get the
I get a flow
I get that real shit, real
Talking oh yea
I get that dope cat, dope
Talking old way
Remember them old
out that door-way