Luyện nghe bài hát Make U Mine

Yeah, uhh

I know I make you wanna leave the one you
But I ain't Usher
I'm the kid that they rush to blamin', for the crush they
Who can make em' blush the same I ask
"What's my name" and yell F A B ooh
You shouldn't have brought her my direction
Unless she was handcuffed an order of protection, yeah
I'm talkin' now
'Cause I'm the reason that your girlfriends are ex's now

I'm the fella keep 'em yellin', and it's nuttin' to get 'em
I don't sweat em', its I tell em' and they quickly forget em'
And I bet em' I get them to forget the day they met em'
And I let em', 'cause I can bend em' and more then the denim
But I've been on the move, while you be sleeping
The coupe on 22's the shorty sneaking
And she tell the truth, she too used to creepin'
When Mike is in the booth, it's the truth I'm

Any girl I it to can't even go love another man
I give it to 'em like no brother can
She say, "My man can barely me"
But boy you made me scream, like a scary
On top of that I'm smoother then the rest of the
And I knew that dude you met, was a
Oh, damn homie, your is with the Street Fam Homie
And she fuckin' with you

It's a shame, you lames can't maintain your dames
And it's insane the way, that she gave me
My pimp the same, don't forget the name
And when peep the chain, they just can't restrain
Shorty don't try to fake it, up and face it
Your time is being wasted, your mans a
See it all in his face, that cheap and tasteless
But life is what you make it, just watch the

I bet man can't do it like me
His veins don't pump pimp like me
He's nowhere or like me
And he think keeping you in check
Is buying you a pair of
Why I get dome from her
the digits on my checks, look like phone numbers
Fuck it, you might as well tell that buster addle
Not even cockrin can him win this custody battle

me in the club, with a case of bub
And a thick to rub, niggas hate because
When they sit in the truck, be quick to fuck
When I'm getting a nut, just lick it up
I'm their favorite, the flow is dangerous
I don't aim to get out of relationships
But they crave the chips, how the range can fit
She just changed a bit, I got the hang of it

That's right we got the of it
Mike

Street
storm
I you his but I wanna make you mine
You know, ha ha,