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 make the best see the exit, indeed
You gotta know you're thoroughly by me

You get the keys to the Lexus with no
You gotcha own '96 suh-in, the
And keep your ass tighter 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 francs
And papayas, from the village to the
Time to it on your belly, no question
I got black chicks between my sheets than Essence

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

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 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)

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

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

I've been since you been playin' wit Barbie and Ken 'n'
You change a player's game in the ninth innin'
The chrome rim keeps 'em grinnin'
So I run way the fuck up in 'em and wrinkle the like linen

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

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

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)

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

What up, boo? Just me laced in the illa snakes
rolls and shit, back rubs in the French tub
Mackin' bitch, wifee, nigga
So when you flip that coke, remember the 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 pussy is all
That's why I get five carats and all that

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

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

I got you frontin' in sweaters before this rap shit
you was in levers and bullshit 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 playin' inside my hairs
I never worry 'bout them other
'Cuz you proved who was your wiz when you was spinnin' that

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

Now we on the rise, your mami wit the slanted eyes
Holdin' this grip cocked the and the shit
Fucks no, I see half o' the
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)

Friends'll me I should 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

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