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, 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, it's parked outside, and it's sittin' on
And I luv it, and I luv it

Once again it's on, I'm in the mu'fuckin' booth
These still lying, I'm the mu'fuckin' truth
I believe 'em, I need some 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
niggas in the dark baby I just shine
I do it from the homie, they just rhyme

Check 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 waits for no man

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

We count on the table, twenty's on the floor
Fresh outta 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

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

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

And live for the moment, Lord I'm gon' die
And when I get to hell, knows I'm gon' fry
I woke up morning so I'm still alive
36 O's I sold 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 bitches at my
Yeah, it's parked outside, and it's sittin' on
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 looking for me homie, I'm in the A T L

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

Fresh out the pot yeah, the work was
Ride with the top so I'm closer to God
My P.O. telling me I a 9 to 5
But I got a job, and that's 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 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, knows I stay high
And I love it, and I it
Ride till I die, Lord knows I stay
And I love it, and I it