Luyện nghe bài hát How To Hate

[Verse 1:
She owes me everything and she it
I've seen all of the in this movie, and she blows it at the end
She keeps talking to me, cause she knows that I'm a
But I can't keep it over and over again
I was the one that you came to when you broke up your boyfriend
Man, him
Girl I was the one, that told you fuck them other
And you went and fucked them other niggas
Most people learn from the bad
I hope that you
And don't crash and burn in the lane
But if you read this letter then you me
This explain all the ways that you taught me

T-Pain]
How to hate a
That owe you
At least a ring
on to better things
So don't you call me talking them other fools
I'm not enough for you
I thought we was cool
If you need a to cry on, girl I won't listen
I'm through fucking with bitch ass bitches

[Verse 2: Lil
And I don't love hoes
But don't up with Wayne cause when it "Waynes" it pours
No really, I'm on my "fuck bitch" shit
You used to be the shit, but now you shit, bitch
I had a red bone, but she be though
All that is for the birds, she was pigeon-toed
She to always say, fuck my niggas
And when I to jail, she fucked my niggas
Well, I guess I'm single for the
And you can sit on my middle finger for the night
And if I mad, then you caught me
But this shit that you're the one that taught me
How to hate a

[Hook:
How to a bitch
owe you everything
At a wedding ring
on to better things
So don't you call me talking them other fools
I'm not enough for you
I thought that we was
If you need a shoulder to cry on, girl I listen
I'm through fucking these bitch ass bitches

3: Lil Wayne]
Coke in the
and forget, bitch I already forgot
I'm over the bitch, and she the top
They say love is the key, changed the lock
Well, and I I never met ya
And I you're doing you, and you heard I'm doing better
And all I had to do was put two and two
But that just makes four, but not four-ever,
So for being the perfect couple
I put in overtime, I was working
I you the best, good luck boo
F, for fuck you

[Bridge:
No nothing going on
Girl I'm on, just take your ass home
Get away from here, I'm so glad you're gone
is the last song I'm writing for you
Now I see how you can be
I don't you 'round you me
All you do is down me
How many years I to get ya
Don't even text my phone when it hit ya, cause girl you tought me

T-Pain]
How to hate a
That owe you
At least a ring
on to better things
So don't you call me talking bout other fools
I'm not enough for you
I thought we was cool
If you need a shoulder to cry on, I won't listen
I'm through fucking these bitch ass bitches