Luyện nghe bài hát Wasn't Your Fault

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

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

If she chose to ride wit' a G then let her ride a G
The bitch don't sit back 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 understand because he's a young
You know what I'm sayin'? I'm in the game since '85
And I know a ho don't do nothin', wanna play a like 9 to 5, alright

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

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

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

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

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 know you can't control these

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

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

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

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

Shame on you, your so in love you to get a tattoo
That cool, love is blind 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 gotta a ho'

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