Luyện nghe bài hát Talkin' Trash

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

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

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

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Why you big trash to me?

'cause you always playin' games,

Why you tryin' to me mad, ba-be

'cause you playin' games, timothy

Why you big trash to me?

'cause you playin' games, timothy

Why you to make me mad, ba-be

Because you playin' games with bassy

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

Look at you, girl, talkin'
Talkin' trash, actin' grown, show ass
Don't try to get on my and clown
You my queen, my mistress, my jackie
Why you tryin' to start trouble in my
Now hot and angry and I'm getting
Keep on givin' me the cold
Now I got to get the to the roller
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 wear with the shivel on top
Then you lace me, now you hate me, now you tryin' to me
Had a when you dated me, I guess I was crazy (know you was crazy)
Tried to play me but your game's a little
'cause I hooked up and got with your man, scrammed

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

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