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 to act their age
And not their size

it raw
Spittin' til you slip on the
I make you not want you no more
You war?

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

Baggin' by the carload, they call me Mr. Charmo
Break into their crib and disconnect the Alarm-o
Yo, big fish eat fish, you little bitch
You ticklish, I niggas up like licorice

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

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

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

Show me your love, from 20 stories
Above so I can write my name in blood, I love it
Why? 'Cause we own cribs, own 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 know ya do, I ya do)

You fidgety
Thinkin' of of gettin' rid of me
I scream on bitches you
You ain't to me

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

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

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

Yo, I stay high a stewardess
Fuckin' with this, it's
I just your bitch
Now she me tuna fish

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

Yo, I spit it the deli in ten
I don't really care who it
of you niggas is payin' my rent

Yo, I you talk and lots of green
If not, why you me?
my arm, like a slot machine

Yo the money and run
Ju stay on cowboy shit
me some whiskey and a fuckin' gun

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