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 give her her 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 nigga I got it
God yeah a nigga ain't plottin'
And Lil Yachty, nigga count broccoli
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
Life is fab when I'm driven
Niggas talk but I creep the low
Bag a hit 'em with the oh shit
Hit him the oh o-shit
back with the fo-fifth
Forfeit a nigga fo-quit
Everybody up in the know shit
I feel I got it, nigga's tourin' and the niggas, they it'
I get money and a nigga no
tourin' and the niggas start mobbin'
I I got it, I be riding in the Benz with the Robbie
to McLaren, 'Rari [?]
I feel I got it, Xans get the lick over bottle
Percosets give me sex and the
Hundred trans and the trans the
I I got it, I can see just 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
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 know about wifey
Bad bitch right me
I get high when I'm
We get high in this ship all night lay with me driving
When she Imma right it
I beat it up like I'm
I it up like I'm Michael
I wanna a Miss Jackson
We riding in that Aston
The life not crashin'
Take me to
a minute swear I see heaven
You wanna live it how I live it whip it like a keep blasting it
booty, keep dancing it
Dance club keep it
Head right, fast in here
Everybody start to gold
Ball hard, I'm a
Ball hard til the done
Live life 'til the day is
Ball hard my number one

Yeah

I am a

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Gettin' top
Oh yeah call me
Hell they stop me, no way
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 to it
I get that shit, real shit
Talking oh yea
I get that dope cat, dope
Talking old way
them old ways
Lock out door-way

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

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Yeah, remember old ways
Lock out that
Gettin' top
Oh call me papi
yea can't stop me
I get the money, get it I flip 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, shit
like oh yea
I get that dope cat, dope
Talking old way
them old ways
Lock out door-way