Luyện nghe bài hát And I Love You

I remember when I met 'cha, I was sixteen
Who would ever thought me and you would get the cream?
We took a lot of trips together, you down
Remember when we start hoppin' on Greyhound?

She say she like to play hide and in the ride
And sure I'll up the trunk and hide her inside
She say she think I'm wit a girl named Jane
You ain't just my baby, bitch, you my

I was broke but you made things
As long as me and you together, we can get cheddar
Whatever, her White Sally
I met her through my homeboy out in Cali

I thank for the haters when ya got hard
You me jewels, Gator shoes and some big cars
Yeah, you took me out in the hood, gave me thangs
Now we on a plane eatin' chicken wings, come on

(And I you)
You the reason why I ride
You the reason why I shop
Drink good, smoke

(And I you)
You the why these hoes choose
You the reason why a sprayed
Candy on my old

(And I you)
You the reason why I
Took a out the projects
Put me in a

why I get it how I live, boy
'Cause you me
From a young broke to a Rich Boy

And I love you, baby, muah, and kisses
Fuck niggas and fuck them bitches
Been in this since 1998
Nigga, take the safety and shit but I'm

Maybe it's fate, destiny, you me
Damn near ten and that been free
But I'm PT so I gots to cruise,
ain't shit to prove to y'all niggas

All the cars, all the
Wit all the stars and all the
class flights, a nigga live in the lights
But see you in the dark, this stuff is kinda

See where I park, costs a note
Drop another fifty to check my coat
leave wit yo' chick, know how I do
It's Pastor Disaster, baby, I you

(And I you)
You the reason why I ride
You the reason why I shop
good, smoke good

(And I you)
You the reason why these hoes
You the why a nigga sprayed
Candy on my old

(And I you)
You the reason why I
Took a nigga out the
Put me in a

why I get it how I live, boy
'Cause you me
From a young broke nigga to a Boy

Took me from a gun nigga to a Big Boi
Too to slip, now I got papers on my shit, boi
And not just a weapon, I'm talkin' 'bout titles and
You payin' rent you afford and can't break out of your lease

I'm out of league, I might as well be Ivy
All ya ass like injections in a stripper's hiney
Rhyming is a skill that timing
dual ejaculation while my lady's riding

I'm 'bout to cum, I'm 'bout to cum at the same
Satisfied? I'm satisfied, that's how I slang

A generation up under my style
From penetration of the nation when I was just a
Now, who's really in the critics talk me?
Andre 3000 and mo' niggas that's really fie

Let me it down, I get fly at that mouth
I fresh to the hosiery we 'posed to be
Them niggas the South
So one to the two, the three, the fo'
I'm satisfied, so I'ma get 'cha some mo'

(And I you)
You the why I ride good
You the why I shop good
Drink good, good

(And I you)
You the reason why these hoes
You the reason why a sprayed
on my old school

(And I you)
You the why I quarterback
a nigga out the projects
Put me in a

why I get it how I live, boy
'Cause you me
From a broke nigga to a Rich Boy

And I you
And I you
And I you
And I you
And I you