Luyện nghe bài hát The Manual

Yeah, yeah, yeah, you talk too shit
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 I'ma send love out to the bitches, holla

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

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

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

That money on the wood can make things get
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 too, I'm fuckin' witchu

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

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

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

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

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 D.C. used to bus checks

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

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 need too

Fake nails, breasts, fake eyes too
It's O four, and that's what we used to
But you don't back like you used to, but I ain't 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 even know what a gentlemen was
Forty to love and I wanna
That body like with less curves

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

Go on flex your muscle, 'cause that ain't the is it?
Go on get your paper keep flossin' on bitches
'Cause for all that you go
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 this here
Am I makin' clear?

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

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

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

Ha ha ha, yeah,