Luyện nghe bài hát Make U Mine

Yeah, uhh

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

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

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

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

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 probably keeping you in check
Is buying you a pair of
Why wouldn't I get dome her
When the digits on my checks, like phone numbers
Fuck it, you might as well tell that buster addle
Not even can help him win this custody battle

Catch me in the club, with a of bub
And a chick to rub, niggas hate because
When they sit in the truck, they be quick to
When I'm getting a nut, just lick it up
I'm favorite, plus the flow is dangerous
I aim to get shortys out of relationships
But crave the chips, how many the range can fit
She just a bit, since I got the hang of it

That's we got the hang of it
Mike

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