Luyện nghe bài hát I Love It

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

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

Once again it's on, I'm back in the mu'fuckin'
These niggas still lying, I'm the mu'fuckin'
I don't believe 'em, I need some mu'fuckin'
I ain't the four door, I copped the mu'fuckin' coupe

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

Check your watch, nigga 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 I done that before man
M.O.E., you ain't of the program
Or you niggaz ain't listening
Open your eyes I'm a in disguise

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 at my show
Yeah, it's parked outside, and it's on fo's
And I luv it, and I luv it

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

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

And live for the moment, 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 sold them all for

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 at my show
Yeah, it's parked outside, and it's sittin' on
And I luv it, and I luv it

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

Fresh out the pot yeah, the work was
Ride with the top down so I'm 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, 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 at my show
Yeah, it's parked outside, and sittin' on fo's
And I luv it, and I luv it

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