Luyện nghe bài hát The Manual

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

Shit, somethin' to remember
When we met day in September
But, you've been gone since
Had to finish out yo' last college

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

That alwasy get high and had to be drug
Eventually, she hooked up with some 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, thought I'd let you know
need love too, I'm fuckin' witchu

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

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

You know what they say 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 doesn't need no, introduction
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 what's next
She had a studio apartment in the
With her and her from D.C. used to bus checks

And hold the coke, her niggaz ain't yet
In hopes the copes know about all this
Shit, for all that you go
Just wanna let you know, hoes love too

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

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

Fake nails, fake breasts, fake too
It's O four, and kinda what 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 remember when you was down in
Workin gentlemen's clubs and you didn't even know what a was
Forty to and I wanna serve
That body like with less curves

But actions speak than words
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 nothin' to hustle

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

Niggaz need to read the
To separate your housewife a hoe
'Cause there's no rules to shit here
Am I myself clear?

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

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

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 need too

Ha ha ha, yeah,