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 sweat the next bitch
With speed, I make the 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 keep your ass tighter Versace, that's why
You gotta watch your friends you got to watch me, connivin' shit

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

They say sex is a weapon, so I shoot
Meet death in less than eight seconds
poundin' 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 but he gives 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 to find 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 Joanie Dega's and Jordan

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

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

I play hard-eh till say God
He's keepin' it real, jigga, stay
Lawd, don't trip
I never slip, nigga, get a

What you don't see is get
Weapons concealed, what the 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 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 find a man o' own
Man o' they own, man o' own

Yo, ain't no this, no lie
to stay monogamous, I try
But love, you know these be makin' me weak
knows how it goes B, so I stay deep

What up, boo? Just keep me in the illa snakes
Bank rolls and shit, back in the French tub
Mackin' this bitch, wifee,
So when you flip coke, remember the days you was dead broke

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

From Gabana to H Vendell, I'm ringin' bells
So who the playa? I still keep you in the 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 move with them mamis
I push da Z, eatin' shrimp scampi with rocks larger than
Fuck them broads, you made it known who your wife was

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

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

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

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

no nigga 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
(Ha ha, ha ha, ha ha, ha ha)
the freaks 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 should leave you