Luyện nghe bài hát I Love It

Ride till I die, Lord knows I stay
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 at my show
Yeah, it's parked outside, and sittin' on fo's
And I luv it, and I luv it

again it's on, I'm back in the mu'fuckin' booth
These niggas lying, I'm the mu'fuckin' truth
I don't believe 'em, I need some proof
I ain't want the four door, I the mu'fuckin' coupe

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

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

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

We count hundreds on the table, 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 bitches 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 ain't like that
switched up on me, and I ain't like that
Sold my first brick, yeah, I right back
Fast the tape, nigga look at me now

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

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

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 bitches at my
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 around the world, it's the ol' thang, dro
All the real either dead 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 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 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 outta work and on the way with some
And I luv it, and I luv it
I got gangstas in the crowd, bad bitches at my
Yeah, it's parked outside, and it's sittin' on
And I luv it, and I luv it

Ride I die, Lord knows I stay high
And I love it, and I it
Ride I die, Lord knows I stay high
And I it, and I love it