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 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 a nigga ain't plottin'
And Lil Yachty, nigga count broccoli
I be it not stoppin'
nigga getting money, no option
Grab me and hit a nigga a
Ocean, more shit 'for I pour my ghost
Oh shit, more champagne I'm pourin' shit
Life is fab when I'm driven
Niggas talk but I the low shit
Bag a million hit 'em with the oh
Hit him the oh o-shit
Pull back with the
Forfeit make a fo-quit
Everybody up in the know shit
I feel I got it, nigga's tourin' and the niggas, they it'
I get and a nigga no option
tourin' and the niggas start mobbin'
I feel I got it, I be in the Benz with the Robbie
Bugatti to McLaren, [?]
I I got it, hundred 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 believe it 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 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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Yeh I get it
I don't know wifey
Bad right beside me
I get high I'm writing
We get high in this space ship all night lay with me
she wrong Imma right it
I beat it up I'm Tyson
I beat it up like I'm
I wanna make a Miss
We riding in that Aston
The love life not
me to yourself
'fore a minute I see heaven
You wanna live it how I live it whip it like a chopper keep it
booty, keep dancing it
Dance keep laughing it
Head right, fast in here
Everybody to gold diggin'
hard, I'm a champion
Ball hard til the damage
Live 'til the day is done
hard with my number one

Yeah

I am a

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Gettin' top
Oh yeah call me
they can't stop me, no way
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 to it
I get that real shit, real
like oh yea
I get that dope cat, dope
like old way
Remember old ways
Lock out that

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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 here
Baby I'm dying
your thoughts inside me
Keeping your inside me
Only think it, whatever we do we all in private
Keeping your thoughts me
Keeping your behind me
Yeah we ball, we
Baby, I'm dying
Keeping your inside me
Keeping thoughts inside me
Only think it, whatever we do we all in private
Keeping your inside me
Keeping thoughts behind me

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Yeah, remember old ways
Lock out that
Gettin' top
Oh call me papi
Hell yea stop me
I get the money, get it then I flip it now the City it
Everybody shit can't make the hits go away
I get the
I get a flow
I get that real shit, shit
like oh yea
I get that dope cat, dope
Talking old way
Remember old ways
out that door-way