Luyện nghe bài hát Wasn't Your Fault

Yeah, niggas wanna care of these hoes
Niggas control these hoes
You can't control these
These are bitches these years

You can't the 2000 in here?
Motherfuckers wanna put they down
put they soder down
Let a bitch do what she do

If she chose to ride wit' a G then let her wit' a G
The bitch don't wanna sit back and be a all the time
Let the ho be she wanna be
A real slut and let the ho get on and her money

You understand? I got a sittin' by me
Understand this nigga don't understand he's a young nigga
You know I'm sayin'? I'm been in the game since '85
And I know a ho don't do nothin', wanna play a like 9 to 5, alright

Yikes, Shabba do, I can dig it baby, you know
Because these hoes, can't be controlled
You gotta find 'em, 'em, send 'em
Get 'em, got 'em, you

It wasn't your
You was only tryin' to be
tryin' to be nice, ohh
You know you control these hoes
You know you control these hoes
You know you control these hoes

What she do, she out of her sleep
And the pad at a quarter to two
That's on you, you put your foot in her ass
Like a supposed to do

But of goin' 'upside da head'
You bought her a 5 karat wit' bread
And then she went and gave her homeboy Ted head
I ain't on her, I'm just sayin', what you do

When your out of bounds and you don't know what to do
we do, we check 'em from the gate, to keep a bitch straight
It's on you, see you can take her out and buy her all types of
a fool, 'cause when she leave you, for what he do, you'll see fool

It wasn't your
You was tryin' to be nice
tryin' to be nice, ohh
You know you can't control hoes
You know you can't these hoes
You know you can't these hoes

Me and you, that's you thought
'Til ass got caught
Shame on you and now I
Why my used to tell me that

Ain't that true, you make a queen
Out a hoodrat
on you, 'cause now you back at your momma house
And you on tha copeasack

What's she do, I gave her the keys to my '74
Say it ain't true, she let a drive it, ask tha homie Battlecat
Whatchu do, put my in her ass and mashed tha gas
You know me and ever since that day my nigga, I've P I M P

It wasn't fault
You was only to be nice
tryin' to be nice, ohh
You know you can't these hoes
You know you control these hoes
You know you can't control hoes

That's your boo, but she know every nigga in the Roc-A-Fella
That's on you, blow too much, I mean she know too much
That's my boo, it's all about who she did and she been
I love you, you shouldn't a told her that, you should a smacked her

Shame on you, your so in you fittin' to get a tattoo
That ain't cool, is blind and no friend of mine
If I was you, I'd a packed her bags and bust bitch thats bad
got rules, if you lose a ho', you gotta gain a ho'

It wasn't your
You was only to be nice
Only to be nice, ohh
You know you can't these hoes
You know you control these hoes
You know you can't control hoes