Luyện nghe bài hát Wasn't Your Fault

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

You can't the 2000 in here?
wanna put they mack down
Wanna put they down
Let a bitch do she wanna do

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

Yikes, Shabba dabble do, I can dig it baby, you
Because these hoes, they can't be
You gotta find 'em, 'em, send 'em
Get 'em, got 'em, you

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

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

But instead of 'upside da head'
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 bitch out of bounds and you don't know what to do
What we do, we check 'em from the gate, to keep a bitch
It's on you, see you can take her out and buy her all of things
You's a fool, when she leave you, for what he do, you'll see fool

It wasn't 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

Me and you, that's 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 make a
Out a hoodrat
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 nigga 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, I've P I M P

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 hoes
You know you can't these hoes

That's boo, but she know every nigga in the Roc-A-Fella Crew
That's on you, baby blow too much, I 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 should a her flat

Shame on you, your so in you fittin' 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 bust bitch thats bad
Game got rules, if you lose a ho', you gain a ho'

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