Luyện nghe bài hát Tramp

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

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

Then maybe we could about us 'fuckin' tonight'
No Change', 'In The Back Of The Range', 'Galloway' edition
Is yo' mother fuckers still expeditions?
catch a bitch like na na rollin' in 'em
Small thing, we own things
Give a fuck if my ice colors orange or sky
I with you

(Tramp, tramp, tramp)
Whatchu me?
(Tramp)
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call me?
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T R A M P, uhh huh, get the fuck from me
(Tramp)
'Cuz if you get too close I'm my folks
Put in emergency

Gimme room, all ya'll niggaz wanna dig in my womb
Don't even know me, wanna my friends?
Give me head, drive my
Spendin' lately me wanna fuck yo' friend
Smack yo' bitch, take yo' six, 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 come off, show me
Let me some, freak you off
Fuck you right, then you off
Now I'm
(Bein' broke)
I'm to breeze off

(Tramp)
Whatchu me?
(Tramp)
Whatchu me?
(Tramp)
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(Tramp)
Whatchu me?
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Whatchu me?
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What whatchu me?
(Tramp)
Whatchu, call me?
(Tramp, tramp, tramp)

And these broke niggaz got some
They be frontin' in the club they man furs
Five niggaz on one bottle of
Then he talkin' me to death, you takin' this
Whether he friend or foe, gotta my lobes
Matter of fact, that, nigga ice my toes
In whatever bitch you fuck, bet I'm twice them
And I want my licked, after all my shows

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 head
All you tryin' to do is take na na to the
up my belly, then lock me down, never that
I till the day I croak, bet that, gimme that
(Hmm hmm hmm)

(Tramp, tramp, tramp)
Whatchu me?
(Tramp)
Whatchu me?
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Whatchu me?
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Whatchu me?
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Whatchu me?
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Whatchu me?
(Tramp)