Luyện nghe bài hát The Manual

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

Shit, here's to remember
we met that day in September
But, you've been gone since
Had to finish out yo' last semester

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

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

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

Niggaz to read the manual
To your housewife from a hoe
'Cause no rules to this shit here
Am I myself clear?

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

You what 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

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

and flustered, living amongst
These thieves and hustlers, I'm diggin what's next
She had a studio apartment in the
With her and her girl D.C. used to bus checks

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

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

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

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

I when you was down in Atlanta
Workin gentlemen's clubs and you even know what a gentlemen was
Forty to love and I serve
That like Serena's with less curves

But actions speak than words
And you gettin' 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 flex muscle, 'cause that ain't the case is it?
Go on get your paper keep flossin' on bitches
'Cause for all you go through
Just I'd let you know, hoes need love too, I'm fuckin' witchu

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

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

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

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

Ha ha ha, yeah,