Luyện nghe bài hát Wasn't Your Fault

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

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

If she to ride wit' a G then 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 nigga don't understand because a young nigga
You know I'm sayin'? I'm been in the game since '85
And I know a ho don't do nothin', wanna 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 tryin' to be
tryin' to be nice, ohh
You know you can't these hoes
You know you can't control hoes
You you can't control these hoes

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

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

When your bitch out of bounds and you know what to do
we do, we check '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 she leave you, for what he do, you'll see fool

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

Me and you, what you thought
your ass got caught
Shame on you and now I
Why my used to tell me that

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

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

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

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

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

It your fault
You was only 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 control hoes