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 talking to me, cause she knows that I'm a friend
But I can't keep it over and over again
I was the one that you came to when you up with your boyfriend
Man, him
Girl I was the one, that told you fuck other niggas
And you went and fucked them other niggas
people learn from the bad things
I that you learn
And crash and burn in the fast lane
But if you this letter then you caught me
This explain all the ways that you taught me

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

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

T-Pain]
How to hate a
owe you everything
At a wedding ring
Moving on to things
So don't you call me talking bout them other
I'm not enough for you
I thought we was cool
If you need a shoulder to cry on, girl I listen
I'm through fucking with these ass bitches

[Verse 3: Lil
in the Ciroc
Forgive and forget, bitch I already
I'm the bitch, and she over the top
They say love is the key, changed the lock
Well, and I wish I met ya
And I heard you're doing you, and you heard I'm doing
And all I had to do was put two and two
But that just makes four, but not four-ever,
So much for being the perfect
I put in overtime, I was working
I wish you the best, good boo
Weezy F, for you

T-Pain]
No ain't nothing on
Girl I'm on, just take your ass home
Get from here, girl I'm so glad you're gone
is the last song I'm writing for you
Now I see how you can be
I don't you 'round you me
All you do is down me
How years I tried to get ya
Don't even text my phone when it hit ya, girl you done tought me

T-Pain]
How to hate a
owe you everything
At least a wedding
Moving on to things
So don't you call me talking bout them fools
I'm not good for you
I thought that we was
If you need a shoulder to cry on, girl I listen
I'm through fucking with these bitch ass