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 complaining thang, you know what I'm
I aint down wit all that and fussin and fightin man
I'm a type dude, I'd like to let my gal get in the way,
But, you know what I'm sayin, the blessed me with somethin
So I gotta advantage of that, you know what I'm talkin bout
So I gotta do it, so its

I wonder if I come home
you still be down with me, yeah
Because leave you tonight, uh ohh
I wonder if I come
Would you still be with me, yeah
I'll leave you tonight, uh ohh

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If I didn't come
would you do to me?
Get on the Call Tyrone? Tell him come get you in he morning
You're wrong, is my song
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 on turnin
Are you down? So please don't get me
I got bitches out of town, if you fuckin wit clowns, I'll leave you

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

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Now if I don't come home, you blow up my phone?
Punch in my styrofoam? Misplace my chrome?
Childish games in yo dome got yo mind
A nigga or a fake? Now its time to choose
Many have tried my shoes, but didn't 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 streets keep all this ice on you and me
how nicer it can be, private flights twice a week
Without you gripin about some and how they saw me at the beach
I'll practice what I preach, you sit being
And remain to my business and my hustle out of reach
And now if I don't come home, would you be down?
You are a fool, I will admit, but start now
'cause I'm still the same playa that's all about my
And I'm not comin tonight, you triflin ass hoe!