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 with more
And I luv it, and I luv it
I got gangstas in the crowd, bad bitches at my
Yeah, it's parked outside, and it's 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 some proof
I ain't the four door, I copped the mu'fuckin' coupe

They be me, I'm just tryin' be G
And everything comes to da light, see
These niggas in the baby I just shine
I do it from the heart homie, 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 case time waits for no man

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

We hundreds on the table, twenty's 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 parked outside, and it's sittin' on
And I luv it, and I luv it

Yeah, I blew up, but they ain't that
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 back, so motherfuck that
Nike's on the ground, got my to the sky
Smoked all day, Lord knows I high
on top, Lord knows I'm gon' try

And for the moment, Lord knows I'm gon' die
And when I get to hell, Lord 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 some 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 on fo's
And I luv it, and I luv it

Been around the world, it's the ol' caine
around the world, it's the same ol' thang, dro
All the niggaz either dead 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 on life
Ya better drink a Red Bull, you can't sleep on
I tryna do you, I'm tryin' do me
Last album did two, I'm just tryin' do

Fresh out the pot yeah, the work was
with the top down so I'm closer to God
My P.O. me I need a 9 to 5
But I got a job, and that's stayin' alive

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