Luyện nghe bài hát I Love It

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

We hundreds on the table, twenty's on the floor
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 on fo's
And I luv it, and I luv it

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

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

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

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

We count on the table, twenty's on the floor
Fresh outta work and on the way with some
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

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

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

And live for the moment, Lord knows I'm die
And when I get to hell, Lord knows I'm fry
I woke up this 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 with 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

Been the world, it's the same ol' caine
Been the world, it's the same ol' thang, dro
All the real niggaz either dead or in
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 on life
I ain't 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 count hundreds on the table, twenty's on the
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, Lord I stay high
And I love it, and I it
Ride till I die, Lord knows I stay
And I it, and I love it