Luyện nghe bài hát I Luv It

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

We count hundreds on the table, on the floor
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 it's sittin' on
And I luv it yeah, and I luv it

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

They 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 heart homie just rhyme

Check your watch, yeah it's my
made up I was on my grind, that's right
So pay attention yeah, you on my
In case time waits for no man

Do it again I done before man
M.O.E., you part of the program
Or maybe you *** listening
Open eyes I'm a blessing in disguise

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 sittin' on fo's
And I luv it, and I luv it

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

And I never back, so motherf*** that
on the ground, got my head to the sky
Smoked all day, Lord knows I
Stay on top, Lord 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 woke up 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 and on the way with some 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 it's on fo's
And I luv it, and I luv it

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

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

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

We count hundreds on the table, twenty's on the
Fresh work and on the way with some 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 it's sittin' on
And I luv it, and I luv it

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