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

Foxy
Jay-Z, what

I it fresher than the next bitch
No need for you to ever the next bitch
With speed, I the best bitch see the exit, indeed
You gotta know you're thoroughly by me

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

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

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

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 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' they own, man o' own
(Yea, yea)

to Def in Moschino, coach bag
Lookin' half and Filipino, fakin' no jacks
Got you a beeper to feel
Surroudin' your feet in Dega's and Charles Jordan

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

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

I play hard-eh they say God
He's keepin' it real, jigga, hard
Lawd, don't trip
I slip, nigga, get a grip

What you don't see is get
Weapons concealed, the fuck y'all feel?
you niggas play sick we can all get ill
(What the deal?)

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

Friends'll tell me I should 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, ain't no this, no lie
Promise to monogamous, I try
But love, you know ho's be makin' me weak
Y'all knows how it goes B, so I stay

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

But now you're style and I you
Basically, you into a don
Flippin' weight, heroin and shit, you know the is all that
why I get bagets five carats and all that

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

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

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

Now all your mens' up in your Benz's post
I swear you be killin' me inside my pubic hairs
I never worry 'bout other chicks
'Cuz you proved who was your wiz 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
I was comin' off wit half of dem checks

Now we on the rise, diamond mami wit the slanted eyes
Holdin' grip cocked the green and the shit
Fucks no, I see o' the dough
Made you a star, pushin' hundred thousand dollar cars

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

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