Luyện nghe bài hát Wasn't Your Fault

Yeah, wanna take care of these hoes
Niggas wanna control these
You control these bitches
These are independent these years

You understand the 2000 in here?
Motherfuckers put they mack down
Wanna put soder down
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 real slut and let the ho get on and her money

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 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 find 'em, spot 'em, 'em
Get 'em, got 'em, you

It wasn't your
You was only 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 hoes

she do, she jumped 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 supposed to do

But instead of goin' da head'
You bought her a 5 karat 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 out of bounds and you don't know what to do
What we do, we 'em from the gate, to keep a bitch 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, see fool

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

Me and you, that's you thought
'Til ass got caught
on you and now I understand
Why my momma used to me that

Ain't that true, you can't make a
Out a motherfuckin'
Game on you, 'cause now you back at your momma
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 in her ass and mashed tha gas
You know me and since that 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 know you can't these hoes
You know you can't these hoes
You know you control these hoes

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

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
got rules, if you lose a ho', you gotta gain a ho'

It your fault
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