Luyện nghe bài hát Talkin' Trash

Do you it? uh, uh, uh, what
Do you want it? uh, uh, uh,
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 it? uh, uh, uh, what, here 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 that?
What, you think you betta, nigga, 'cause your are fat?
Excuse me? but wasn't I the one you meant?
You talkin' trash to these niggas about to dent up they
You me and I don't think 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 that pussy that she claim to

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 girl on rover
You forgot your baby cousin humped girl on your rover
timbaland, baby, I don't get down like that
Don't try to explain, get yo ass to the
Never ever disrepsect the man 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 always games, timothy

Why you tryin' to make me mad,

'cause you always games, timothy

Why you big trash to me?

'cause you playin' games, timothy

Why you tryin' to me mad, ba-be

Because you always games with bassy

I met many players that act like you
Think they spend some money that 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 that be rottin' my
And the last thing I need is a for kicks
I dibbed and forever spend the louchie on gucci
Fuck the and diamonds 'cause nigga, I'm still shinin'

Look at you, girl, talkin'
Talkin' trash, grown, show your ass
Don't try to get on my and clown
You my queen, my mistress, my jackie
Why you tryin' to start in my can?
Now hot and angry and I'm getting
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 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 me, now you hate me, now you tryin' to replace me
Had a woman when you me, I guess I was crazy (know you was crazy)
Tried to me but your game's a little lazy
I hooked up and got with your man, nigga scrammed

Girl, what you know cardi and wrist wear?
When you don't even wear vic's
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 gon get mad if you hump one of my people
I keep you this is me you talkin' to
Talkin' trash won't get you nowhere, boo

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