Luyện nghe bài hát Wasn't Your Fault

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

You can't understand the in here?
Motherfuckers wanna put they mack
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 wanna sit and be a housewife 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 homey by me
Understand this nigga don't understand because a young nigga
You know what I'm sayin'? I'm in the game since '85
And I know a ho don't do nothin', 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 find 'em, spot 'em, 'em
Get 'em, got 'em, you

It your fault
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 can't control hoes

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

But instead of 'upside da head'
You her a 5 karat wit' your bread
And she went 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 know 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 she leave you, for what he do, you'll see fool

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

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

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

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
do, put my foot in her ass and mashed tha gas
You me and ever since that day my nigga, I've been P I M P

It wasn't fault
You was only 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 these

That's your boo, but she know every nigga in the Roc-A-Fella
on you, baby 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 a smacked her flat

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

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