Luyện nghe bài hát Talkin' Trash

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Do you it? uh, uh, uh, what
Do you it? uh, uh, uh, what
Do you want it? uh, uh, uh, say what, we go
Do you like it? uh, uh, uh, what, we go
Do you want it? uh, uh, uh, what, we go
Do you like it? uh, uh, uh, what, we go
Do you it? part two, part two

Why you askin' me why I talk like that?
What, you think you betta, nigga, 'cause your pockets are
Excuse me? but wasn't I the one that you
You talkin' trash to niggas about to dent up they whip
You know me and I think I have to explain
You that same crotty that fucked that bitch in my range
It was the same, life, it was talked up a game
Between that money and that pussy she claim to fame

Look at you, talkin'-tellin' all the lies
It was you who me put my hands on your thighs
Never ever was the one that humped that girl on your
You forgot your baby cousin humped that on your rover
It's timbaland, baby, I get down like that
Don't try to explain, get yo ass to the
Never ever the man that put you on his team
Now baby dove, get the keys to beem'

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Why you big trash to me?

'cause you always games, timothy

Why you to make me mad, ba-be

'cause you playin' games, timothy

Why you talkin' big to me?

'cause you always games, timothy

Why you tryin' to make me mad,

Because you always playin' with bassy

I met many players that act like you
Think because spend some money that I'm ready to screw
Instead of talkin' 'hit me up the 1st and the 5th'
'cause you rot in a out six, you think I'm whipped
Got numerous that be rottin' my shit
And the last thing I need is a nigga for
I stay dibbed and spend the louchie on gucci
Fuck the money and diamonds nigga, I'm still shinin'

Look at you, girl, trash
Talkin' trash, grown, show your ass
Don't try to get on my and clown
You my queen, my mistress, my jackie
Why you to start trouble in my can?
Now hot and and I'm getting amped
on givin' me the cold shoulder
Now I got to get the keys to the
You

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It was all for the paper, that's right, all for the
Only most what ghetto girls dream of
I the hummers and the yachts, don p on the rocks
Cardierre wrist with the shivel on top
Then you lace me, now you hate me, now you tryin' to me
Had a woman you dated me, I guess I was crazy (know you was crazy)
Tried to play me but your game's a lazy
'cause I hooked up and got with your man, scrammed

Girl, you know about cardi and wrist wear?
When you don't even wear vic's
Think before you start shit
Remember, I'm the man the diamonds and whips
I tryin' to beg, but a legend like those speedos
I ain't gon get mad if you one of my people
I keep tellin' you this is me you to
trash won't get you nowhere, baby boo

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