Luyện nghe bài hát Wasn't Your Fault

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

You can't understand the in here?
Motherfuckers put they mack down
Wanna put soder down
Let a do what she wanna do

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

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

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

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

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

But instead of goin' da head'
You bought her a 5 wit' your bread
And then she went and gave her Ted some 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
What we do, we check 'em the gate, to keep a bitch straight
on you, see you can take her out and buy her all types of things
You's a fool, 'cause when she you, for what he do, you'll see fool

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

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

Ain't that true, you can't a queen
Out a motherfuckin'
Game on you, now you back at your momma house
And you sleepin' on tha

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

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

That's your boo, but she know nigga in the Roc-A-Fella Crew
That's on you, baby blow too much, I she know too much
That's my boo, it's all who she did and where she been
I love you, you a told her that, you should a smacked her flat

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

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