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

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

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If I didn't home
What you do to me?
Get on the telephone? Call Tyrone? Tell him come get you in he
You're wrong, is my song
And I gotta pay bills, keep my home
all night long
I'm ready, fire
No matter what you do to me, my wheels gon keep on
Are you down? So please get me started
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 to say you put it down
You took me, and you put me under you're wings, I lie
Can't no other take place, and can't 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 their loving to a love like this
Up and down, thick and thin, I was there
to box or unload on a bitch, you know I don't care
When you me with your lips, I just fall in a daze
Me and you against the world baby, priorities are paid
Diamonds blindin, hoes cryin, aint a damn thang
Showin up and pourin up, in this 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 by fireplaces, Drink chases on mink rugs
You a dog, you gon rome, but always find your way home, so

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