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 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, 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 back in the booth
niggas still lying, I'm the mu'fuckin' truth
I believe 'em, I need some mu'fuckin' proof
I want the four door, I copped the mu'fuckin' coupe

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

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

Do it again I done before man
M.O.E., you part of the program
Or maybe you niggaz listening
Open eyes I'm a blessing in disguise

We count hundreds on the table, twenty's on the
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 up on me, and I ain't like that
Sold my first brick, yeah, I came 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 I stay high
Stay on top, Lord I'm gon' try

And live for the moment, Lord I'm gon' die
And when I get to hell, Lord knows I'm fry
I up this 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 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 sittin' on
And I luv it, and I luv it

Been around the world, the same ol' caine
Been around the world, it's the 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 play it how it go, you can't cheat on life
Ya better a Red Bull, you can't sleep on life
I tryna do you, I'm tryin' do me
album did two, I'm just 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 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 gangstas in the crowd, bad at my show
Yeah, it's outside, and it's sittin' on fo's
And I luv it, and I luv it

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