Luyện nghe bài hát Wasn't Your Fault

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

You understand the 2000 in here?
Motherfuckers wanna put mack down
Wanna put they down
Let a do what she wanna do

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

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

Yikes, Shabba do, I can dig it baby, you know
Because these hoes, they be controlled
You gotta 'em, spot 'em, send 'em
Get 'em, got 'em, you

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

she do, she jumped 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 instead of goin' 'upside da
You bought her a 5 karat wit' bread
And then she went and gave her Ted some head
I ain't tellin' on her, I'm 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
It's on you, see you can 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 fault
You was tryin' to be nice
tryin' to be nice, ohh
You you can't control these hoes
You you can't control these hoes
You know you can't control 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, 'cause now you 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 homie
Whatchu do, put my foot in her ass and tha gas
You know me and ever since that day my nigga, been P I M P

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

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

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

It your 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 these