Luyện nghe bài hát I Love It

Ride till I die, knows I stay high
And I luv it, and I luv it, go

We hundreds on the table, twenty's on the floor
outta work and on the way with some more
And I luv it, and I luv it
I got gangstas in the crowd, bad bitches at my
Yeah, parked outside, and it's sittin' on fo's
And I luv it, and I luv it

Once again it's on, I'm in the mu'fuckin' booth
These niggas still lying, I'm the truth
I don't believe 'em, I need mu'fuckin' proof
I ain't want the door, I copped the mu'fuckin' coupe

They be me, I'm just tryin' be G
And comes to da light, you'll see
These niggas in the dark baby I just
I do it the heart homie, they just rhyme

your watch, nigga it's my time
Mind made up I was on my grind, right
So pay attention, yea you on my
In that case time for no man

Do it again I done before man
M.O.E., you part of the program
Or you niggaz ain't listening
Open your eyes I'm a blessing in

We count hundreds on the table, on the floor
Fresh outta work and on the way with more
And I luv it, and I luv it
I got in the crowd, bad bitches at my show
Yeah, it's outside, and it's sittin' on fo's
And I luv it, and I luv it

Yeah, I up, but they ain't like that
They switched up on me, and I ain't that
Sold my first brick, yeah, I came right
forward the tape, nigga look at me now

And I never back, so motherfuck that
on the ground, got my head to the sky
Smoked all day, knows I stay high
on top, Lord knows I'm gon' try

And live for the moment, knows I'm gon' die
And I get to hell, Lord knows I'm gon' fry
I woke up this so I'm still alive
36 O's I sold all for five

We count on the table, twenty's on the floor
Fresh outta work and on the way with some
And I luv it, and I luv it
I got in the crowd, bad bitches at my show
Yeah, it's parked outside, and sittin' on fo's
And I luv it, and I luv it

Been the world, it's the same ol' caine
Been the world, it's the same ol' thang, dro
All the real either dead or in jail
And if looking for me homie, I'm in the A T L

You gotta it how it go, you can't cheat on life
Ya better drink a Red Bull, you can't on life
I ain't tryna do you, I'm do me
Last album did two, I'm just tryin' do

Fresh out the pot yeah, the was hard
Ride the top down so I'm closer to God
My P.O. telling me I a 9 to 5
But I already got a job, and stayin' alive

We count on the table, twenty's on the floor
Fresh work and on the way with some more
And I luv it, and I luv it
I got in the crowd, bad bitches at my show
Yeah, parked outside, and it's sittin' on fo's
And I luv it, and I luv it

Ride till I die, Lord knows I stay
And I love it, and I it
Ride till I die, Lord knows I high
And I it, and I love it