Luyện nghe bài hát Talkin' Trash

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

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

Look at you, talkin'-tellin' all the lies
It was you who made me put my on your thighs
ever was the one that humped that girl on your rover
You forgot baby cousin humped that girl on your rover
It's timbaland, baby, I don't get down that
try to explain, get yo ass to the back
Never ever disrepsect the man 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 always playin' games,

Why you tryin' to me mad, ba-be

'cause you always games, timothy

Why you big trash to me?

'cause you always games, timothy

Why you tryin' to me mad, ba-be

Because you always playin' games bassy

I met many players that act like you
Think because they spend some money that I'm ready to
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 niggas be rottin' my shit
And the last thing I is a nigga for kicks
I dibbed and forever spend the louchie on gucci
Fuck the money and '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 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, that's right, all for the
Only wanted most what ghetto dream of
I need the and the yachts, don p on the rocks
wrist wear with the shivel on top
Then you lace me, now you hate me, now you to replace me
Had a woman when you dated me, I guess I was (know you was crazy)
Tried to play me but your game's a little
'cause I hooked up and got with your man, nigga

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

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