Luyện nghe bài hát I Wonder

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Huh, Boo
Maan, you stay bout you're down wit me
But you stay on that thang, you know what I'm sayin?
I aint down wit all complaining and fussin and fightin man
I'm a playa dude, I'd like to let my gal get in the way,
But, you know what I'm sayin, the Lord blessed me with
So I gotta take advantage of that, you know what I'm talkin
So I do it, so its whateva

I if I didn't come home
Would you still be down me, yeah
Because I'll you tonight, uh ohh
I wonder if I didn't
Would you be down with me, yeah
Because leave you tonight, uh ohh

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If I come home
would you do to me?
Get on the telephone? Call Tyrone? Tell him get you in he morning
You're wrong, this is my
And I gotta pay bills, my happy home
all night long
I'm ready, fire
No matter what you do to me, my wheels gon keep on
Are you So please don't get me started
I got bitches out of town, if you wit clowns, I'll leave you broken

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I let you play one time, then I knew you were
The way you caress me baby and sex me, I 'd to say you put it down
You took me, and you put me under wings, I can't lie
Can't no other take your place, and a damn thang comply
I don't know if you noticed, but you're the throwedest on my
Can't no nigga or no bitch compare their to a love like this
Up and down, thick and thin, I was always
to box or unload on a bitch, you know I don't care
When you kiss me with your lips, I just in a daze
Me and you the world baby, priorities are gettin paid
Diamonds blindin, hoes cryin, aint a thang changed
Showin up and up, in this damn rap game
And by the way, I'm gon let you run the streets with your
When Valentine's comes around, you know who's your hugs
Fuck faces by fireplaces, Drink on mink rugs
You a dog, you gon rome, but always find way home, so what

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Now if I don't come home, you blow up my phone?
Punch holes in my styrofoam? Misplace my
games in yo dome got yo mind confused
A made nigga or a Now its time to choose
Many tried my shoes, but didn't travel too far
You the shit that you was in before you fucked the star
Look how you suck up all my barre, you think this shit's for
All this hustling in these keep all this ice on you and me
how nicer it can be, private flights twice a week
Without you gripin about some freaks and how they saw me at the
I'll practice what I preach, you sit being
And remain to my business and my hustle out of reach
And now if I come home, would you still be down?
You are a fool, I will admit, but practicin now
I'm still the same playa that's all about my dough
And I'm not comin tonight, you triflin ass hoe!