Luyện nghe bài hát I Luv It

Eastsidaz come out and
Eastsidaz out and play

Eastside, one five, two, one
Two, oh, Eastside one
Yeah, uh-huh,
We show you
Motherfuckers what's
Dee

Comin' in front and center ya name and game
Yeah, them back and we came to bang
(Eastside)
Givin' it up, and chucks, rags hangin'
Strictly insane and we do the damn

It's the big bad Eastsider
Now how many we controllin'
Two 0, two 1, one 5, 17 and 11
One 9 and a muthafuckin'

Murder block to the front of grand mama house
They don't sleep, well freak off brand 'em out
Stay deep, bring heat make emorge
Young Gs, Gs, casualties and war

So we push the turf steady work
love seein' thugs so we look for dirt
Where the shit don't stop and them six hop
If ya just get socked, don't gettin' dropped

All black wit' a little bit of
Now lemme show you motherfuckers how the roll
to the metal, every hand on stiletto
Extra when we book out, peace we long ghetto

I'm about to the shit crack
We got in this bitch I got somethin' on fat
you motherfuckers, damn
It ain't no thang when you bang wit' the Pound
(Dogg Pound)

(I luv it)
The way the homies come
All blue nigga what y'all do?
(I luv it)
We got hos to the
on our chest nigga, yup, yup

(I luv it)
Can't stop, stop
So what that L.B.C.
(I luv it)
We do the thang all night
Better yet fo'

I luv it, we that shit G
that's all I see, I luv it

We always gon' roll and stay way too
Dee, Goldie, Snoop, 'Deuces N Trayz'
Still give it to ass the old fashion way
From the LB city, where them shells many
on they knees, tryna beef wit' a gizze

Aye loc, I represent till the shit don't
Fuck paramedics and them crooked ass cops
It's hard to maintain on the line
this out 'cuz I gotta get mine

Low ridahs, Eastsidaz wit' that G shit
People want some of Hell naw trick
I'm that shit gangsta
Yeah, C-walkin' on you pranksters,

We don't really give a mad fuck what?
Gettin' mad stuck, you comin' out the cut
Hoo ridin', G fuck the law
Better you on my side once I clutch and draw

My reactions, attractions, and all actions
Till I die the side, I stay smashin'
Represent this like its to see
To the graveyard or the

(I luv it)
The way the homies come
All blue nigga what y'all do?
(I luv it)
We got hos to the
on our chest nigga, yup, yup

(I luv it)
Can't stop, won't
So that L.B.C. Like?
(I luv it)
We do the damn thang all
yet fo' life

I am Sir Dogg, D P G and I am Crip
I learned to Crip
Oh no, put me down, let go of my
I'll never C-walk, do the time of
You have the time of life, hey, ha

Oh yeah, what's Crip-a-lat'n
Eastsidaz, 'Duces 'N
The old way
uh, to make you move, groove
And definitely the mood

so, uh, gangsta, it's so, uh, prankster
It's the hoodie, hoodie, goodie,
To lick ya boogie oggie,
Can ya dig what I'm talkin' 'bout, I smell ya Cat
Now funky, that's so funky, I have to say, uh

Eastsidaz come
Eastsidaz come
Eastsidaz back
come back