Luyện nghe bài hát The Manual

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

Shit, somethin' to remember
When we met that day in
But, you've been gone November
Had to out yo' last college semester

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

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

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, thought I'd let you know
Hoes need too, I'm fuckin' witchu

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

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

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

From L A X to Heathrow, I'm one of niggaz
That really need 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 next
She had a studio apartment in the
her and her girl from D.C. used to bus checks

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

Niggaz need to the manual
To your housewife from a hoe
'Cause there's no rules to this here
Am I myself clear?

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

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

I remember you was down in Atlanta
Workin gentlemen's clubs and you didn't even know a gentlemen was
Forty to love and I serve
That body like Serena's with less

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

Go on your muscle, 'cause that ain't the case is it?
Go on get your paper keep flossin' on bitches
for all that you go through
Just thought I'd let you know, hoes need love too, I'm witchu

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

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 the manual
To your housewife from a hoe
'Cause there's no rules to shit here
Am I makin' clear?

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

Ha ha ha, yeah,