Luyện nghe bài hát Talkin' Trash

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Do you it? uh, uh, uh, say what, here 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 want it? two, part two

Why you always askin' me why I talk like
What, you think you betta, nigga, 'cause your pockets are
me? but wasn't I the one that you meant?
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 nigga that 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 bullcrap
It was you who made me put my hands on your
Never 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
Don't try to explain, get yo ass to the
Never disrepsect the man that put you on his team
Now baby dove, get the keys to beem'

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Why you talkin' big to me?

'cause you playin' games, timothy

Why you tryin' to me mad, ba-be

'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 done met many that act like you
Think because they spend some that I'm ready to screw
Instead of 'hit me up around the 1st and the 5th'
'cause you rot in a crumbed out six, you think I'm
Got numerous that be rottin' my shit
And the last thing I need is a nigga for
I stay dibbed and forever the louchie on gucci
Fuck the money and diamonds 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 to start trouble 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, that's right, all for the
Only wanted most ghetto girls dream of
I the hummers and the yachts, don p on the rocks
Cardierre wrist wear 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 up and got with your man, nigga scrammed

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

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