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 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 in the booth
Them haters still lying, but boys the truth
I don't believe 'em, I need to see some
I ain't need the four door, so I and caught the coupe

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

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

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

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 at my show
Yeah, it's parked outside, and it's 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 right back
Fast forward the tape, look at me now

And I never back, so motherf*** that
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 I get to hell, Lord knows I'm gon' fry
I woke up this morning so I'm still
36 O's I sold them all for

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

Been the world, it's the same ol' caine
Been the world, it's 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 drink a Red Bull, you can't on life
I ain't tryna do you, I'm do me
Last album did two, I'm just do three

Fresh out the pot yeah, the work was
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 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 broads at my
Yeah, it's parked outside, and it's sittin' on
And I luv it, and I luv it

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