Luyện nghe bài hát I Love It

I it
(Ha, I ya do)
I it
(I ya do)
I it

You need to save all your bullshit and drama
For the guy
Niggas need to act age
And not shoe size

it raw
Spittin' til you slip on the
I make you girl not want you no
You want

Step to your label make 'em dish out all the cash in the before
I hafta punch somebody's ass in the
Yo, yo, the ugliest never runnin' out of money in clubs
Got the crib with the rugs

Baggin' hoes by the carload, they me Mr. Charmo
Break into their crib and disconnect the Star
Yo, big fish eat fish, you little bitch
You ticklish, I push up like licorice

You wanna be a big baller, but you
Talk about battlin', nigga stop
Yo, when the first touches the ground
Alot of blood around, my silencer crushes the sound
Jigged out your glazy suits, pimpin' hoes in daisy dukes
Beatnuts flip the most amazing

I it
you love, losin' with a push and a shove
Whm you lent OJ the glove?
I it

When we hardcore
Make you slam on the hard
And do a backspin on the
I it

Show me love, jump from 20 stories
Above so I can write my name in blood, I love it
Why? we own cribs, own whips and chrome rims
Bone skins with silicone

I it
(I know ya do, I ya do)
I it
(I know ya do, I ya do)
I it
(I ya do, I know ya do)
I it
(I ya do, I know ya do)

You fidgety
Thinkin' of of gettin' rid of me
I scream on bitches you
You shit to me

I'll you while you talk on the phone
Walkin'
Park, wait for you in front of your home
You stop it, you can't even rhyme

you front like a million times
Plus your knuckles ain't with mine
Can't live without the line
Busted my nine so money if you want it just the sign

Huh, the beat programmer
Flip a beat, flippin' beat ya sweet old gramma
I'm in it 400%, anybody gettin' it
Get hit with a block of

Yo, I high like a stewardess
Fuckin' this, it's ludicrous
I just boned bitch
Now she makin' me fish

I whistle you a offbeat
Try to listen every I speak, bite my meat
Oh, that was Pickin' up the gold lobster
I thought you one for droppin' and poppin' the caca

Yo, I spit it with the in ten
I don't really who it offend
None of you niggas is my rent

Yo, I hope you talk and lots of
If not, why you me?
Pullin' my arm, like a slot

Yo take the and run
Ju stay on some shit
Give me some whiskey and a gun

I it
(I know ya do, I ya do)
I it
(I know ya do, I ya do)
I it
(I ya do, I know ya do)
I it
(I know ya do, I ya do)