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

Foxy
What? Jay-Z,

I it fresher than the next bitch
No need for you to ever sweat the next
speed, I make the best bitch see the exit, indeed
You gotta know you're respected 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 watch friends you got to watch me, they connivin' shit

The first chance to the bank
They try me, all get is 50 cent francs
And papayas, from the to the tele
to kill it on your belly, no question
I got more black chicks between my than Essence

say sex is a weapon, so when I shoot
Meet death in less than eight seconds
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 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)
the freaks to find a man o' they own
Man o' they own, man o' own
(Yea, yea)

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

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

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

I play hard-eh till say God
keepin' it real, jigga, stay hard
Lawd, even trip
I never slip, nigga, get a

What you don't see is get
Weapons concealed, what the fuck 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)
the freaks to find a man o' they 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 deep

What up, boo? Just keep me in the illa snakes
Bank rolls and shit, back rubs in the tub
Mackin' this bitch, wifee,
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
weight, heroin and shit, you know the pussy is all that
That's why I get five carats and all that

From Dolce Gabana to H Vendell, I'm bells
So who the I still keep you in the illest gators
so we can lay up in the shade 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 rocks than life
Fuck them Reebok broads, you made it known who your was

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

Now all your mens' up in Benz's high post
I swear you be killin' me inside my pubic hairs
I never worry 'bout them other
'Cuz you proved who was your wiz when you was that bitch

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

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

Ain't no nigga 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 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 nigga 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