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tdangkhoi981
Khôi rồng🐉 :
h ngta mê cỏ tí ai mà mê boy love nx
2026-08-08 11:39:27
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athumissducduy
thuleuleu. :
Check nền bọn nó để sp nếu nền khác nhau thì nó lấy từ nh nguồn khác nhau , bọn scam nó hay đăng feedback của khách hay bill ck cào thẻ lên điểm nhấn lắm còn nh ng real ngta lowkey lắm ko đăng gì đâu nên thấy nó để điểm nhấn là feedback khả năng là scam đây là kinh nghiệm của t
2026-08-09 16:09:41
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hdd_cuuvis
𓍯𓂃ɔừυ.√ɨꜱ𓂃 :
bà ơi bà coa pass card des duy hăm ạ
2026-08-09 14:30:59
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mphuongg_ctee
ᵐᵖʰᵘᵒⁿᵍ :
vừa bị scam xong mới thấy💔
2026-08-09 03:02:44
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_bias_seonghyeon_
🦊바오 응옥🐢 :
ai bt chỗ mua des Captain ko ạ chỉ túi với 😭😭😭
2026-08-09 06:02:57
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miu_nqa
cuộc sống thiếu gay :
Check coi sell có chịu gdtt hay kh nx
2026-08-09 01:36:25
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sgp.kunb_ngn
♪♫Kunb☆Nguyễn💫๑❥๑ :
tui bị bạn kngan gì trên tik scam mấy trăm í..mà tui bị bay acc giờ kím kh đc.Hồi còn acc nhắn kh thấy rep luôn.Ai quen thì cho mình xin tên nick với ạ😭
2026-08-11 01:24:55
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hangeow_
kh 🐄 :
add hg bà
2026-08-11 19:01:33
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_.my.bias._furuya.rei._
xinhh gáii thúi da'i⚡ :
Trộm vía đu hơi lâu vs mua qtqđ mà k bị scam^^
2026-08-19 03:41:31
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nga.2013
𓆩cụ ổi🦅 :
Add hăm bà
2026-08-17 06:21:44
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huynhthituongvy27609
Đời sóng gió gặp người sốg chó :
Tạo ga mà bắt ck ship thì né luôn nha=)
2026-08-09 14:11:11
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tamtrangbuon974
Sarawattine :
Bà ơi check legit là sao zị ạ chỉ tui vs
2026-08-09 18:14:54
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n4h_rtaam
sống ăn hại đời tự tại :
Cái đơn bao lâu r mẹ ?
2026-08-08 11:45:05
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yinningoc
Ngọc Trần📚 :
xin cái nghĩa mn ơi thật sự mấy từ check gì á tui nghe kh rõ với cũng kh hiểu nghĩa ạ😭
2026-08-25 16:22:45
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cuuconlonton1106
𝙼𝚘𝚣𝚊⋆. 𐙚 ˚ :
bà mua box này bnhieu vs mua ở đâu thí
2026-08-09 02:47:11
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k_zane_cachua
。☁︎。⋆ƙ_ʑɑɲє゚☾゚ :
được cái mua ko bao giờ bị scam😃
2026-09-23 04:16:56
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jeyboniuoi
⊹ ࣪ ˖𝄞⨾𓍢ִBonK˚⋆˙⟡ :
add khum ạ
2026-08-14 02:58:12
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viuocuaparksunghoon
𓍢ִ໋ᰔᩚ𝑴𝒊𝒏𝒏𝒊𝒆𓍢ִ໋ᰔᩚ :
2026-08-14 12:12:12
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n4h_rtaam
sống ăn hại đời tự tại :
Rep ib mình nhé
2026-08-08 11:45:53
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nah.thwz._
hotboy anh thư :
ok
2026-08-08 12:50:39
1
tranminhhieu2830
kh đẹp gái mà chảnh-)) :
t đu lâu rồi mà cx bị scam như bth-)🥰
2026-08-17 15:14:45
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caideo47
mia le🤟🤟🤟 :
trộm vía mua khùng khùng điên điên nhưng ko bị scam
2026-08-09 07:21:52
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ngoclinn._
￴ ￴￴ :
đu 2 năm r mà lâu t vẫn liều dám gd với acc trắng
2026-08-10 15:52:58
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_.ca.hyo._
𝙵𝚒𝚜𝚑 :
Có pass key hum nàngg
2026-08-09 10:05:52
2
n4h_rtaam
sống ăn hại đời tự tại :
check lg 351cmt có uy tín k b
2026-08-08 11:45:44
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