Luyện nghe bài hát The Manual

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

You know what they say right? ain't shit
And all men are dogs 'cause we just fuck
to sun up, one up on a hoe
I might go down on the low, 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 became a not to be trusted

Frustrated and flustered, living
These thieves hoes and hustlers, I'm diggin next
She had a studio in the projects
With her and her girl 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 need too

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

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, need love too

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

I remember you was down in Atlanta
Workin clubs and you didn't even know what a gentlemen was
Forty to and I wanna serve
That body Serena's with less curves

But speak louder than words
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 nothin' to hustle

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

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

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

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

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

Ha ha ha, yeah,