Luyện nghe bài hát Wasn't Your Fault

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

You understand the 2000 in here?
Motherfuckers wanna put mack down
Wanna put they soder
Let a bitch do she wanna 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 slut and let the ho get on and make her money

You understand? I got a homey by me
Understand this nigga don't understand because he's a nigga
You know what I'm sayin'? I'm 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
these hoes, they can't be controlled
You gotta 'em, spot 'em, send 'em
Get 'em, got 'em, you

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

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

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

your bitch out of bounds and you don't know what to do
What we do, we check 'em from the gate, to 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 your
You was only to be nice
Only to be nice, ohh
You you can't control these hoes
You know you can't control hoes
You know you can't control hoes

Me and you, what you thought
'Til ass got caught
on you and now I understand
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 on tha copeasack

What's she do, I gave her the keys to my '74
Say it true, she let a nigga drive it, ask tha homie Battlecat
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 every in the Roc-A-Fella Crew
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 you, you shouldn't a told her that, you should a smacked her flat

Shame on you, your so in love you fittin' to get a
That cool, love is blind and no friend of mine
If I was you, I'd a her bags and bust anotha bitch thats bad
Game got rules, if you a ho', you gotta gain a ho'

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