Luyện nghe bài hát I Luv It

Ride I die
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 in the crowd, bad broads at my show
Yeah, it's parked outside, and it's on fo's
And I luv it yeah, and I luv it

Once again on, yeah, I'm back in the booth
haters still lying, but your boys the truth
I don't 'em, I need to see some proof
I ain't need the four door, so I went and caught the

tryin' be me, I'm just tryin' be G
And everything comes to da you'll see
Them boys in the baby I just shine
I do it from the homie they just rhyme

Check your watch, yeah my time
Mind made up I was on my grind, that's
So pay attention yeah, you on my
In that case 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
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 some more
And I luv it, and I luv it
I got in the crowd, bad broads at my show
Yeah, it's parked outside, and sittin' on fo's
And I luv it, and I luv it

Yeah, I blew up, but ain't like that
They switched up on me, and I like that
Got my first lick, yeah, I came right
Fast forward the tape, look at me now

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

And live for the moment, Lord I'm gon' die
And when I get to hell, knows I'm gon' fry
I woke up this morning so I'm alive
36 O's I them all for five

We count hundreds on the table, twenty's on the
outta work and on the way with some more
And I luv it, and I luv it
I got in the crowd, bad broads at my show
Yeah, it's parked outside, and it's on fo's
And I luv it, and I luv it

around the world, it's the same ol' caine
Been around the world, the same ol' thang, true
All the *** either dead or in jail
And if looking for me homie, I'm in the A T L

You play it how it go, you can't cheat on life
Ya better a Red Bull, you can't sleep on life
I tryna do you, I'm tryin' do me
Last album did two, I'm just tryin' do

Fresh out the pot yeah, the was hard
Ride with the top down so I'm to God
My P.O. me I need a 9 to 5
But I already got a job, and stayin' alive

We count hundreds on the table, twenty's on the
Fresh outta work and on the way with some
And I luv it, and I luv it
I got gangstas in the crowd, bad broads at my
Yeah, it's parked outside, and sittin' on fo's
And I luv it, and I luv it

till I die
And I love it, and I it
Ride I die
And I it, and I love it