Luyện nghe bài hát Ain't No Nigga - Foxy Brown

Foxy
Jay-Z, what

I keep it fresher the next bitch
No for you to ever sweat the next bitch
With speed, I the best bitch see the exit, indeed
You gotta know thoroughly respected by me

You get the keys to the with no driver
You gotcha own '96 suh-in, the
And keep ass tighter than Versace, that's why
You gotta watch friends you got to watch me, they connivin' shit

The first chance to crack the
They try me, all they get is 50 francs
And papayas, the village to the tele
Time to it on your belly, no question
I got more chicks between my sheets than Essence

They say sex is a weapon, so I shoot
Meet your death in less than eight
Still poundin' in my after life laughin', my is tight
Who you askin',

Ain't no nigga the one I got
(No one can you betta)
Sleeps around but he me a lot
(Keeps you in and leathers)

tell me I should leave you alone
(Ha ha, ha ha, ha ha, ha ha)
Tell the freaks to a man o' they own
Man o' own, man o' they own
(Yea, yea)

Fresh to Def in Moschino, bag
Lookin' half black and Filipino, fakin' no
Got you a to feel important
Surroudin' feet in Joanie Dega's and Charles Jordan

I keep ya dove but
You know these ho's be makin' me
Y'all how it goes B and so I creep

I've been sinnin' since you been playin' wit and Ken 'n'
You can't a player's game in the ninth innin'
The chrome rim spinnin' keeps 'em
So I run way the fuck up in 'em and wrinkle the face linen

I hard-eh till they say God
He's it real, jigga, stay hard
Lawd, don't even
I slip, nigga, get a grip

What you see is whatcha get
Weapons concealed, what the fuck feel?
When you niggas sick we can all get ill
(What the deal?)

no nigga like the one I got
(No one can you betta)
Sleeps around but he me a lot
(Keeps you in and leathers)

Friends'll tell me I leave you alone
(Ha ha, ha ha, ha ha, ha ha)
Tell the freaks to find a man o' own
Man o' they own, man o' own

Yo, no stoppin' this, no lie
to stay monogamous, I try
But love, you these ho's be makin' me weak
Y'all knows how it goes B, so I stay

up, boo? Just keep me laced in the illa snakes
Bank rolls and shit, rubs in the French tub
this bitch, wifee, nigga
So you flip that coke, remember the days you was dead broke

But now style and I raised you
Basically, you into a don
weight, heroin and shit, you know the pussy is all that
That's why I get bagets carats and all that

From Dolce Gabana to H Vendell, I'm ringin'
So who the playa? I keep you in the illest gators
Tailor-made so we can lay up in the shade
On how I the best o' shit

Specially when I'm Baileys
Don't give a fuck about how you move them other mamis
I da Z, eatin' shrimp scampi with rocks larger than life
Fuck them Reebok broads, you made it known who your was

I got you frontin' in Armani sweaters before this rap
When you was in levers and bullshit
And eek classes with mo in the glasses, in Cali
Wit all the suede Bally's

Now all your mens' up in your high post
I swear you be killin' me playin' inside my hairs
I never worry 'bout other chicks
you proved who was your wiz when you was spinnin' that bitch

I took a little when you was up North, your stay pilin'
How you livin' large on the island, all them have me vex
But you come home
Knew I was off wit half of dem checks

Now we on the rise, your diamond mami wit the slanted
Holdin' this grip the green and the shit
no, I see half o' the dough
Made you into a star, pushin' thousand dollar cars

no nigga like the one I got
(No one can you betta)
Sleeps but he gives me a lot
(Keeps you in and leathers)

tell me I should leave you alone
(Ha ha, ha ha, ha ha, ha ha)
Tell the to find a man o' they own
Man o' they own, man o' own

Ain't no like the one I got
(No one can you betta)
Sleeps around but he me a lot
(Keeps you in and leathers)
Friends'll tell me I leave you alone