Luyện nghe bài hát The Manual

Yeah, yeah, yeah, you talk too shit
You know niggaz always talkin bout bitches ain't
Money over
We all our money to the bitches any fuckin' way
I love my bitch, so I'ma some love out to the bitches, holla

Shit, here's to remember
When we met that day in
But, you've gone since November
Had to finish out yo' college semester

Her major, brokerage
She probably go tryin' to invest her
Time and money in somethin she call love
'Cause, she love with thug niggaz

That alwasy get and had to be drug dealers
Eventually, she hooked up some hood bitches
The hood turned her on to strippin'
Now the, is good and it's well understood

That money on the wood can things get harder
Be I'm not a pimp, if I was I'd charge ya
But for all that you go through, just thought I'd let you
Hoes need love too, I'm witchu

Niggaz need to the manual
To separate housewife from a hoe
'Cause there's no rules to this here
Am I makin' myself

she don't know won't hurt her y'all
So big pimpin' on the low
there's no rules to what I do
And I know, hoes love too

You know they say right? Bitches ain't shit
And all men are dogs 'cause we wanna fuck
to sun up, one up on a hoe
I go down on the low, that's just me though

L A X to Heathrow, I'm one of them niggaz
That really doesn't need no,
I met her she was "Girl, Interrupted"
Grew up a woman not to be trusted

Frustrated and flustered, amongst
These thieves hoes and hustlers, I'm diggin next
She had a apartment in the projects
With her and her girl from D.C. used to bus

And hold the coke, her niggaz sold yet
In hopes the copes don't know all this
Shit, for all you go through
wanna let you know, hoes need love too

Niggaz need to the manual
To separate your from a hoe
'Cause there's no to this shit here
Am I makin' clear?

What she don't won't hurt her y'all
So big pimpin' on the low
'Cause no rules to what I do
And I know, hoes love too

Fake nails, fake breasts, eyes too
It's O four, and that's kinda what we to
But you don't holla back like you used to, but I mad at cha
I'm happy for a bitch, even if I can't her

I remember when you was in Atlanta
Workin gentlemen's clubs and you didn't even know a gentlemen was
Forty to love and I wanna
That body like with less curves

But actions speak than words
And you your money, mami every month, 15th and 1st
Shit could be worse, you be in the struggle
Or born no ass and have nothin' to hustle

Go on your muscle, 'cause that ain't the case is it?
Go on get your keep flossin' on these bitches
'Cause for all you go through
Just thought I'd let you know, hoes love too, I'm fuckin' witchu

need to read the manual
To your housewife from a hoe
'Cause there's no rules to this here
Am I makin' clear?

What she don't know hurt her y'all
So keep big on the low
'Cause no rules to what I do
And I know, hoes love too

need to read the manual
To separate your housewife a hoe
'Cause no rules to this shit here
Am I makin' clear?

What she don't know hurt her y'all
So big pimpin' on the low
'Cause no rules to what I do
And I know, hoes love too

Ha ha ha, yeah,