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
God I give 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 give her her

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Thank God I got it, God yeah nigga I got it
Thank God a nigga ain't plottin'
And Lil Yachty, yeah count broccoli
I be gettin' it not
Young nigga getting money, no
Grab me and hit a a choppin'
Ocean, more shit 'for I pour my ghost
Oh shit, more champagne I'm more shit
Life is fab when I'm driven
Niggas but I creep the low shit
Bag a million hit 'em the oh shit
Hit him with the oh
Pull back the fo-fifth
Forfeit a nigga fo-quit
Everybody come up in the shit
I feel I got it, nigga's and the niggas, they 'bout it'
I get money and a no option
tourin' and the niggas start mobbin'
I feel I got it, I be riding in the with the Robbie
to McLaren, 'Rari [?]
I feel I got it, Xans get the lick over bottle
Percosets give me sex and the
trans and the trans the watching
I feel I got it, I can see just believe it 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 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 about wifey
Bad right beside me
I get when I'm writing
We get high in this space all night lay with me driving
she wrong Imma right it
I it up like I'm Tyson
I it up like I'm Michael
I make a Miss Jackson
We riding in that Aston
The love 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
right, live fast in here
Everybody to gold diggin'
Ball hard, I'm a
Ball hard til the damage
Live 'til the day is done
Ball hard my number one

Yeah

I am a

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Gettin' top
Oh yeah me papi
Hell they can't 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 a flow to it
I get that real shit, real
Talking oh yea
I get that cat, dope cats
Talking old way
Remember them old
Lock out door-way

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

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Yeah, them old ways
Lock out that
top Kawasaki
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 go away
I get the
I get a flow
I get that real shit, real
like oh yea
I get that dope cat, cats
like old way
Remember them old
Lock out that