Luyện nghe bài hát How To Hate

[Verse 1:
She owes me everything and she it
I've seen all of the in this movie, and she blows it at the end
She keeps talking to me, she knows that I'm a friend
But I can't keep hearing it over and again
I was the one that you came to when you broke up with boyfriend
Man, him
Girl I was the one, that told you fuck them other
And you still went and fucked them other
Most people learn from the bad
I that you learn
And don't crash and burn in the fast
But if you read letter then you caught me
This shit explain all the ways that you me

[Hook:
How to a bitch
owe you everything
At least a wedding
Moving on to things
So don't you call me talking bout other fools
I'm not good for you
I thought we was cool
If you need a shoulder to cry on, girl I won't
I'm through fucking with bitch ass bitches

2: Lil Wayne]
And I don't love them
But don't up with Wayne cause when it "Waynes" it pours
No really, I'm on my "fuck bitch" shit
You used to be the shit, but now you shit, bitch
I had a red bone, but she be tripping
All that is for the birds, she was pigeon-toed
She to always say, fuck my niggas
And when I went to jail, she my niggas
Well, I guess I'm single for the
And you can sit right on my finger for the night
And if I sound mad, you caught me
But this shit explains that the one that taught me
How to a be-otch

T-Pain]
How to hate a
That owe you
At least a ring
on to better things
So don't you call me talking bout them fools
I'm not enough for you
I thought that we was
If you need a to cry on, girl I won't listen
I'm fucking with these bitch ass bitches

3: Lil Wayne]
Coke in the
Forgive and forget, bitch I already
I'm the bitch, and she over the top
They say love is the key, somebody changed the
Well, and I wish I met ya
And I heard you're you, and you heard I'm doing better
And all I had to do was put two and two
But just makes four, but not four-ever, damn
So for being the perfect couple
I put in overtime, I was working
I wish you the best, luck boo
F, for fuck you

[Bridge:
No ain't nothing on
Girl I'm moving on, take your ass home
Get away here, girl I'm so glad you're gone
This is the song I'm writing for you
Now I see how you can be
I don't want you you me
All you do is me girl
How many I tried to get ya
Don't even text my phone it hit ya, cause girl you done tought me

T-Pain]
How to hate a
That owe you
At least a ring
Moving on to better
So you call me talking bout them other fools
I'm not good for you
I that we was cool
If you a shoulder to cry on, girl I won't listen
I'm through fucking with bitch ass bitches