Luyện nghe bài hát The Manual

Yeah, yeah, yeah, you too much shit
You know always talkin bout bitches ain't shit
over 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 that day in
But, you've been since November
Had to finish out yo' college semester

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

nails, fake breasts, fake eyes too
It's O four, and kinda what we used to
But you don't holla back like you to, but I ain't mad at cha
I'm happy for a bitch, 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 wanna
body like Serena's with less curves

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

Go on flex your muscle, that ain't the case is it?
Go on get paper 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

Niggaz need to read the
To separate your 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
there's no rules to what I do
And I know, hoes need too

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

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

Ha ha ha, yeah,