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 bullshit threats and drama
For the guy
Niggas need to act age
And not their shoe

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

Step to your label 'em dish out all the cash in the place before
I punch somebody's ass in the face
Yo, yo, the ugliest thug never out of money in clubs
Got the with the African rugs

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

You wanna be a big baller, but you
Talk battlin', nigga stop babblin'
Yo, the first body touches the ground
Alot of gushes around, my silencer crushes the sound
Jigged out patch glazy suits, pimpin' hoes in daisy dukes
Beatnuts the most amazing loot

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

When we hardcore
Make you slam on the floor
And do a on the cardboard
I it

Show me your love, jump from 20
Above so I can write my in your blood, I love it
Why? 'Cause we own cribs, own whips and rims
Bone skins silicone tits

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

I'll punch you you talk on the phone
alone
Park, even for you in front of your home
You should it, you can't even rhyme

Seen you front a million times
Plus knuckles ain't fuckin' with mine
Can't live crossing the line
Busted my so money if you want it just follow the sign

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

Yo, I stay high a stewardess
Fuckin' with this, ludicrous
I just your bitch
Now she makin' me tuna

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

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

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

Yo the money and run
Ju stay on some cowboy
me some whiskey and a fuckin' 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 ya do, I know ya do)