Luyện nghe bài hát Wasn't Your Fault

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

You can't the 2000 in here?
Motherfuckers wanna put mack down
Wanna put they soder
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 and be a housewife all the time
Let the ho be she wanna be
A real and let the ho get on and make her money

You I got a homey sittin' by me
Understand this nigga don't because he's 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', play a nigga like 9 to 5, alright

Yikes, dabble do, I can dig it baby, you know
Because these hoes, they be controlled
You find 'em, spot 'em, send 'em
Get 'em, got 'em, you

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

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 supposed to do

But instead of 'upside da head'
You bought her a 5 wit' your bread
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 don't what to do
What we do, we check 'em 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 when she leave you, for he do, you'll see fool

It your fault
You was only tryin' to be
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

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

Ain't that true, you can't a queen
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 keys to my '74
Say it true, she let a nigga drive it, ask tha homie Battlecat
Whatchu do, put my foot in her ass and tha gas
You know me and ever 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 you can't control these hoes
You know you can't these hoes
You know you control these hoes

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

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

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