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

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

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

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

Do it again I done that 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 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 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

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

And I turn back, so motherfuck that
Nike's on the ground, got my to the sky
all day, Lord knows I stay high
Stay on top, knows I'm gon' try

And for the moment, Lord knows I'm gon' die
And I get to hell, Lord knows I'm gon' fry
I woke up this morning so I'm still
36 O's I sold 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 bitches at my
Yeah, parked outside, and it's sittin' on fo's
And I luv it, and I luv it

Been around the world, it's the same ol'
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 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

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 already got a job, and stayin' alive

We count 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, it's outside, and it's sittin' on fo's
And I luv it, and I luv it

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