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 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, God yeah nigga I got it
Thank God yeah a nigga plottin'
And Lil Yachty, nigga count broccoli
I be it not stoppin'
nigga getting money, no option
Grab me and hit a a choppin'
Ocean, more shit 'for I pour my shit
Oh shit, more champagne I'm more 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 the oh o-shit
Pull back with the
make 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 nigga no
Nigga tourin' and the niggas start
I feel I got it, I be in the Benz with the Robbie
to McLaren, 'Rari [?]
I feel I got it, Xans get the lick over bottle
give me sex and the logic
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
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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Yeh I get it
I don't know wifey
Bad bitch beside me
I get high I'm writing
We get high in this space ship all night lay me driving
she wrong Imma right it
I beat it up like I'm
I beat it up like I'm
I wanna a Miss Jackson
We riding fast in that
The life not crashin'
Take me to
'fore a minute I see heaven
You wanna live it how I live it whip it like a chopper blasting it
booty, keep dancing it
Dance keep laughing it
Head right, live in here
Everybody start to gold
Ball hard, I'm a
Ball hard til the damage
life 'til the day is done
Ball hard with my one

Yeah

I am a

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Gettin' top
Oh call me papi
they can't stop me, no way
I get the money, get it then I it now the City know it
Everybody talkin' can't make the hits go away
I get the
I get beating a to it
I get that real shit, real
like 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, rain
Rich boy, play
I can be raw let you here
I'm slowly 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
your thoughts inside me
Keeping your thoughts me
Only think about it, whatever we do we all in
Keeping your inside me
Keeping your behind me

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