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

Once it's on, I'm back in the mu'fuckin' booth
niggas still lying, I'm the mu'fuckin' truth
I don't 'em, I need some mu'fuckin' proof
I ain't want the four door, I copped the coupe

They tryin' be me, I'm just be G
And comes to da light, you'll see
These in the dark baby I just shine
I do it from the heart homie, they 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 I done that before man
M.O.E., you ain't of the program
Or maybe you niggaz listening
Open your I'm a blessing in disguise

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 sittin' on fo's
And I luv it, and I luv it

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

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

And live for the moment, Lord I'm gon' die
And I get to hell, Lord knows I'm gon' fry
I woke up morning so I'm still alive
36 O's I them all for five

We hundreds 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, it's parked outside, and it's on fo's
And I luv it, and I luv it

Been the world, it's 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 drink a Red Bull, you can't sleep on
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 hundreds on the table, on the floor
Fresh outta 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 I die, Lord knows I stay high
And I love it, and I it
Ride I die, Lord knows I stay high
And I it, and I love it