Luyện nghe bài hát Talkin' Trash

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

Look at you, talkin'-tellin' all the lies
It was you who made me put my 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 don't get down 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 your

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Why you big trash to me?

'cause you playin' games, timothy

Why you to make me mad, ba-be

'cause you always games, timothy

Why you talkin' big to me?

'cause you playin' games, timothy

Why you tryin' to make me mad,

Because you playin' games with bassy

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

Look at you, girl, trash
Talkin' trash, actin' grown, show ass
try to get on my track and clown
You my queen, my mistress, my jackie
Why you tryin' to trouble in my can?
Now hot and and I'm getting amped
Keep on givin' me the cold
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 most 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 to replace me
Had a woman when you me, I guess I was crazy (know you was crazy)
to play me but your game's a little lazy
'cause I hooked up and got with man, nigga scrammed

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

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