Luyện nghe bài hát The Manual

Yeah, yeah, yeah, you too much shit
You know always talkin bout bitches ain't shit
Money over
We give all our money to the any fuckin' way
I my bitch, so I'ma send some love out to the bitches, holla

Shit, somethin' to remember
When we met day in September
But, you've gone since November
Had to finish out yo' last college

Her major, brokerage
She probably go broke to invest her
Time and money in somethin that she call
'Cause, she love fuckin' with thug

That alwasy get and had to be drug dealers
Eventually, she hooked up some hood bitches
The hood turned her on to strippin'
Now the, gettin' is good and well understood

money on the wood can make things get harder
Be I'm not a pimp, if I was I'd charge ya
But for all that you go through, just thought I'd let you
Hoes love too, I'm fuckin' witchu

need to read the manual
To separate housewife from a hoe
'Cause there's no to this shit here
Am I myself clear?

What she don't know won't her y'all
So keep big on the low
there's no rules to what I do
And I know, need love too

You what they say right? Bitches ain't shit
And all men are dogs we just wanna fuck
to sun up, one up on a hoe
I might go on the low, that's just me though

L A X to Heathrow, I'm one of them niggaz
That really doesn't no, introduction
I met her she was "Girl, Interrupted"
Grew up became a woman not to be

Frustrated and flustered, living
These thieves hoes and hustlers, I'm diggin what's
She had a studio apartment in the
With her and her girl from D.C. to bus checks

And hold the coke, her niggaz ain't yet
In hopes the copes don't about all this
Shit, for all that you go
Just wanna let you know, hoes love too

Niggaz to read the manual
To separate your from a hoe
'Cause no rules to this shit here
Am I myself clear?

What she know won't hurt her y'all
So big pimpin' on the low
'Cause there's no rules to I do
And I know, hoes love too

Fake nails, fake breasts, eyes too
O four, and that's kinda what we used to
But you holla back like you used to, but I ain't mad at cha
I'm for a bitch, even if I can't have her

I remember when you was down in
Workin gentlemen's clubs and you didn't even know what a was
to love and I wanna serve
That body like Serena's with curves

But actions speak louder than
And you your money, mami every month, 15th and 1st
Shit be worse, you could be in the struggle
Or born no ass and have nothin' to hustle

Go on flex your muscle, 'cause that the case is it?
Go on get your keep flossin' on these bitches
'Cause for all that you go
Just I'd let you know, hoes need love too, I'm fuckin' witchu

need to read the manual
To separate your from a hoe
there's no rules to this shit here
Am I makin' myself

What she know won't hurt her y'all
So keep big on the low
'Cause there's no rules to I do
And I know, hoes need too

Niggaz need to read the
To separate your from a hoe
there's no rules to this shit here
Am I makin' myself

What she don't know hurt her y'all
So keep big on the low
there's no rules to what I do
And I know, need love too

Ha ha ha, yeah,