Luyện nghe bài hát I Luv It

Ride I die
And I luv it, and I luv it, go

We count on the table, twenty's on the floor
Fresh outta work and on the way with 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 sittin' on
And I luv it yeah, and I luv it

Once again it's on, yeah, I'm in the booth
Them haters still lying, but your boys the
I believe 'em, I need to see some proof
I ain't the four door, so I went and caught the coupe

tryin' be me, I'm just tryin' be G
And everything to da light you'll see
Them in the dark 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, right
So pay yeah, you on my time
In that time waits for no man

Do it I done that before man
M.O.E., you part of the program
Or maybe you *** ain't
your eyes I'm a blessing in disguise

We hundreds on the table, twenty's on the floor
Fresh 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 sittin' on fo's
And I luv it, and I luv it

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

And I turn back, so motherf*** that
Nike's on the ground, got my to the sky
Smoked all day, Lord I stay
Stay on top, knows I'm gon' try

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

We count hundreds on the table, twenty's on the
Fresh outta work and on the way with more
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

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

You gotta play it how it go, you can't cheat on
Ya drink 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 work was
Ride with the top down so I'm to God
My P.O. telling me I a 9 to 5
But I already got a job, and that's stayin'

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 at my show
Yeah, it's parked outside, and sittin' on fo's
And I luv it, and I luv it

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