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 and on the way with some more
And I luv it, and I luv it
I got gangstas in the crowd, bad 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 back in the
Them still lying, but your boys the truth
I believe 'em, I need to see some proof
I ain't need the four door, so I and caught the coupe

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

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

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

We count hundreds on the table, 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 it's sittin' on
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 that
Got my lick, yeah, I came right back
forward the tape, just look at me now

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

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

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

Been around the world, it's the same ol'
Been the world, it's the same ol' thang, true
All the *** either dead 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 cheat on life
Ya better drink a Red Bull, you can't sleep on
I tryna do you, I'm tryin' do me
album did two, I'm just tryin' do three

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

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 gangstas in the crowd, bad broads at my
Yeah, parked outside, and it's sittin' on fo's
And I luv it, and I luv it

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