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

Why you always askin' me why I talk that?
What, you think you betta, nigga, 'cause your are fat?
me? but wasn't I the one that 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
that money and that pussy that she claim to fame

Look at you, talkin'-tellin' all the bullcrap
It was you who me put my hands on your thighs
Never ever was the one humped that girl on your rover
You forgot your baby cousin humped that girl on rover
It's timbaland, baby, I don't get down like
try to explain, get yo ass to the back
Never ever disrepsect the man put you on his team
Now baby dove, get the keys to your

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Why you talkin' big to me?

'cause you playin' games, timothy

Why you to make me mad, ba-be

'cause you always playin' games,

Why you talkin' big to me?

'cause you playin' games, timothy

Why you tryin' to make me mad,

Because you always games with bassy

I done met many players act like you
Think they spend some money that I'm ready to screw
Instead of talkin' 'hit me up the 1st and the 5th'
'cause you rot in a crumbed out six, you think I'm
Got numerous niggas that be rottin' my
And the thing I need is a nigga for kicks
I stay dibbed and spend the louchie on gucci
Fuck the money and diamonds nigga, I'm still shinin'

Look at you, girl, trash
Talkin' trash, actin' grown, your ass
try to get on my track and clown
You my queen, my mistress, my brown
Why you tryin' to start trouble in my
Now hot and angry and I'm amped
on givin' me the cold shoulder
Now I got to get the to the roller
You

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It was all for the paper, that's right, all for the
Only wanted what ghetto girls dream of
I need the hummers and the yachts, don p on the
Cardierre wrist wear the shivel on top
you lace me, now you hate me, now you tryin' to replace me
Had a woman when you dated me, I guess I was (know you was crazy)
Tried to play me but game's a little lazy
'cause I up and got with your man, nigga scrammed

Girl, what you about cardi and wrist wear?
When you don't even wear underwear
Think before you start shit
Remember, I'm the man with the 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 tellin' you this is me you talkin' to
Talkin' trash get you nowhere, baby boo

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