Luyện nghe bài hát Talkin' Trash

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

Why you always askin' me why I talk like
What, you think you betta, nigga, your pockets are fat?
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 don't think I to explain
You that same crotty nigga that fucked that bitch in my
It was the same, life, it was up a good game
Between money and that pussy that she claim to fame

Look at you, all the bullcrap lies
It was you who me put my hands on your thighs
Never ever was the one that humped that on your rover
You forgot baby cousin humped that girl on your rover
It's timbaland, baby, I don't get down like
try to explain, get yo ass to the back
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 playin' games, timothy

Why you tryin' to me mad, ba-be

'cause you always playin' games,

Why you talkin' big to me?

'cause you always games, timothy

Why you tryin' to me mad, ba-be

Because you always playin' with bassy

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

Look at you, girl, talkin'
Talkin' trash, grown, show your ass
Don't try to get on my track and
You my queen, my mistress, my brown
Why you tryin' to start in my can?
Now hot and angry and I'm amped
Keep on me the cold shoulder
Now I got to get the keys to the
You

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It was all for the paper, right, all for the love
Only wanted what ghetto girls dream of
I need the hummers and the yachts, don p on the
Cardierre wrist wear the shivel on top
Then you me, now you hate me, now you tryin' to replace me
Had a when you dated me, I guess I was crazy (know you was crazy)
to play me but your game's a little lazy
'cause I up and got with your man, nigga scrammed

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

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