Luyện nghe bài hát The Manual

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

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

Her major, investor
She probably go broke to invest her
and money in somethin that she call love
'Cause, she fuckin' with thug niggaz

alwasy get high and had to be drug dealers
Eventually, she up with some hood bitches
The hood bitches turned her on to
Now the, gettin' is good and 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 I'd let you know
Hoes need love too, I'm fuckin'

Niggaz to read the manual
To separate your from a hoe
there's no rules to this shit here
Am I makin' myself

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

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

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

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

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

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 won't hurt her
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 kinda what we used to
But you don't holla back you used to, but I ain't mad at cha
I'm happy for a bitch, even if I can't her

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

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

Go on your muscle, 'cause that ain't the case is it?
Go on get paper keep flossin' on these bitches
for all that 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
there's no rules to this shit here
Am I makin' clear?

What she know won't 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 there's no rules to this shit
Am I makin' clear?

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

Ha ha ha, yeah,