Luyện nghe bài hát Wasn't Your Fault

Yeah, niggas wanna take of these hoes
Niggas wanna these hoes
You control these bitches
These are independent bitches years

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

If she chose to wit' 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 make her

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

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

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

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

But instead of 'upside da head'
You bought her a 5 karat wit' bread
And then she and gave her homeboy Ted some head
I tellin' on her, I'm just sayin', what you do

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

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

Me and you, that's what you
your ass got caught
Shame on you and now I
Why my momma used to me that

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

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

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

That's your boo, but she know every in the Roc-A-Fella Crew
That's on you, baby blow too much, I 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 fittin' to get a
That ain't cool, love is blind and no of mine
If I was you, I'd a packed her and bust anotha bitch thats bad
Game got rules, if you a ho', you gotta gain a ho'

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