Luyện nghe bài hát Ladies Night (not Tonight Remix)

(with Missy, Angie Martinez, Da Brat, Eye)
{dice
Uhh thrown} yeah
Uhh, here's one, and another one

Lil' Kim, the Bee
Verse One: Martinez, Lil' Kim
ladies night what, it must be Angie on the mic
The Butter P honey got the sugar got the
the L's tight, keep the rhymes right
Yo I made this motherfucker up last night
And uhh... I'm the rookie on this all-star
Me and Kim is gettin cream, like and Louise
but on chrome, never leave Brooklyn shit alone
So if you say it's on it's on
Bang this in whips
em call the roadie with the chips in the wrists
Here's a french kiss sound*
I dismissed all you split six from the four-fifth
you dance, ooowwww
I focused, in the dopest
Like a penny with a hole in it, y'all hopeless
And toke this, I ain't
Niggaz tryin to me off, keep tryin
All it is one phone call to my street team
Promote that ass, like a soundtrack New Jack
Set It Off the eighty-fitay
Y'all missin the buck, with the
Bump Biggie in the trunk and the buck to my thorough
see ya do tha bankhead if ya richest
It's the rap Mae to Q-B
And I got all my sisters me

Oh this is ladies night, and our is tight
Oh this is ladies night, oh a night (oh what a night)
Oh this is night, and the feel is right
Oh this is night, oh what a night (oh what a night)
Verse Left Eye
Uhh, never the one, a gun
Got some other raw chicks for that, lay ass flat
I be the one chockin ya paragraphs, laughs
back up on the right path
Ain't no stoppin me ladies from hoppin gets my rock on
From flavors still frozen at joint
Booty shakin with the in my left one
Right sayin step-son
To me my girls is fly bitches
Too my niggaz snitches, to them other chicos
pimp ain't havin that shit
If you ain't got the cash to stash, suck my dick
Strictly a ringer
Lay another finger on this big bad one miss lady rap
I be the one to blame as the flames risin
To the top and it stop

Verse Three: Da
Y'all see, how bogus niggaz try not to notice the dopest bitches
Approachin good intentions but focusin on they riches
If it's, too hot then get the fuck up out the
dicks, stay lifted when they thinkin of me
Cause the I kick, puzzle them like arithe-ma-tic
Fillin em with, sluggers off the nine milli click
Bitches bust, we just, keep kickin up
And you can spread shit is makin me sicker than head tumors
Humor me, by huggin me you lovin me
phony niggaz be buggin, I can tell
cause the thug in me wanna sell drugs and push
to get me mo' of deez, VV's and M3's
Smoke weed from overseas pimped out Rol-eys
Fuck the police my wallet obese
Who the, Windy woman still still comin and gunnin
Straight the Chi
the night for all the ladies, let's get high!

Verse Four:
Kim, heheh, yaknowhatI'msayin ?
I ain't even gon' leave without sayin on this track
You ain't gonna use me to be singin hooks
What I like?
Patti or somebody nigga? Heheh
it out, uh huh, yeah
Oh a night
You should be like Missy 'stead of bein Mike
I like to ride instead of ridin bikes
Me and Kim got the rhymes to incite
I gotta a flight
Aheheh, round and shit
Niggaz can't see us from Elektra to
Aaaaoooowwww niggaz be us
Heh I'm out he, ooh
night, ladies night...*
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