Luyện nghe bài hát I Love It

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

We count hundreds on the table, on the floor
Fresh outta work and on the way 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

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

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

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

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

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 gangstas in the crowd, bad at my show
Yeah, it's parked outside, and sittin' on fo's
And I luv it, and I luv it

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

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

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

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 gangstas in the crowd, bad at my show
Yeah, it's parked outside, and it's sittin' on
And I luv it, and I luv it

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

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

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

We count hundreds on the table, twenty's on the
Fresh outta work and on the way with some
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

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