Luyện nghe bài hát The Manual

Yeah, yeah, yeah, you talk too much
You niggaz always talkin bout bitches ain't shit
Money bitches
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, somethin' to remember
When we met day in September
But, been gone since November
Had to finish out yo' last semester

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

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

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

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

You know they say right? Bitches ain't shit
And all men are dogs 'cause we 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 not to be trusted

Frustrated and flustered, amongst
thieves hoes and hustlers, I'm diggin what's 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 all this
Shit, for all that you go
Just wanna let you know, need love too

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

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

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

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

Go on flex your muscle, 'cause that the case is it?
Go on get your 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 to read the manual
To your housewife from a hoe
there's no rules to this shit here
Am I myself clear?

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

Niggaz need to read the
To your housewife 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
'Cause no rules to what I do
And I know, hoes love too

Ha ha ha, yeah,