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, twenty's on the
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 sittin' on fo's
And I luv it yeah, and I luv it

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

They tryin' be me, I'm just 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 they just

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

Do it I done that before 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 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 sittin' on fo's
And I luv it, and I luv it

Yeah, I blew up, but they like that
They up on me, and I ain't like that
Got my lick, yeah, I came right back
Fast forward the tape, look 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 knows I'm 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 this so I'm still alive
36 O's I sold them all for

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

Been around the world, it's the ol' caine
Been the world, it's the same ol' thang, true
All the real *** either dead or in
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 better drink a Red Bull, you sleep on life
I ain't do you, I'm tryin' do me
Last album did two, I'm tryin' do three

Fresh out the pot yeah, the work was
Ride the top down 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 outta 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

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