Luyện nghe bài hát Tramp

Hmm uuh ahh
(Tramp)
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(Tramp)
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(Tramp)
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(Tramp)
Whatchu me?

Home girls, you must pay
So close to what I say
Don't take this as no simple
this type of shit happens all the time
Now, what you do if a broke nigga came by?
Would you fuck him or would you
Shit, it ain't like he don't what we like
Just a little bit of ice, it straight for life

Then maybe we could talk about us tonight'
No Change', 'In The Back Of The Range', 'Galloway' edition
Is yo' mother fuckers still pushin'
Won't catch a like na na rollin' in 'em
Small thing, bitch we own
Give a if my ice colors orange or sky blue
I with you

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T R A M P, uhh huh, get the away from me
(Tramp)
'Cuz if you get too I'm have my folks
Put ya'll in

Gimme some room, all ya'll wanna dig in my womb
Don't even know me, wanna fuck my
Give me head, drive my
Spendin' lately make me wanna yo' friend
Smack yo' bitch, yo' six, crash yo' shit
Leave you numb, make me come, five times
Need mo' bottles to get my shit wet
You ain't even suck the tits yet,
Break me off, clothes off, show me love
Let me hold some, you off
Fuck you right, sneak you off
Now I'm
(Bein' broke)
I'm 'bout to off

(Tramp)
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And these broke niggaz got nerve
be frontin' in the club with they man furs
Five niggaz on one of Cris'
he talkin' me to death, fuck you takin' this
Whether he friend or foe, gotta my lobes
Matter of fact, fuck that, nigga ice my
In whatever you fuck, bet I'm twice them hoes
And I want my pussy licked, after all my

not a game, that I does my thing
And if it light gray, betta be on ya way
And if my ain't blue, no ass for you
And if my ice ain't red, then you deeded some
All you tryin' to do is na na to the telly
Puttin' up my belly, then me down, never that
I ball the day I croak, bet that, gimme that
(Hmm hmm hmm)

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