Luyện nghe bài hát Ladies Night (not Tonight Remix)

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

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

Oh this is ladies night, and our rhymes is
Oh this is night, oh what a night (oh what a night)
Oh this is night, and the feel is right
Oh this is ladies night, oh what a night (oh a night)
Two: Left Eye
Uhh, the one, packin a gun
Got other raw chicks for that, lay your ass flat
I be the one chockin ya paragraphs, laughs
back up on the right path
Ain't no stoppin me ladies club hoppin gets my rock on
From flavors still frozen at Paradise
shakin with the glass in my left one
Right sayin step-son
To me my girls is fancy fly
Too my niggaz straight snitches, to them chicos
Lady ain't havin that shit
If you ain't got the cash to stash, my dick hoes
Strictly a bell
Lay another finger on big bad one miss lady rap singer
I be the one to blame as the flames risin
To the top and it stop

Verse Three: Da
see, how these bogus niggaz try not to notice the dopest bitches
Approachin with good intentions but on they riches
If it's, too hot then get the fuck up out the
Niggaz dicks, lifted when they thinkin of me
Cause the rhythm I kick, puzzle them arithe-ma-tic
Fillin em with, sluggers off the nine milli click
bust, we just, keep kickin up dust
And you can spread shit is makin me sicker than head tumors
Humor me, by huggin me you lovin me
Playa niggaz be buggin, I can tell
cause the thug in me wanna sell and push keys
Need to get me mo' of deez, and M3's
Smoke weed from overseas out styled Rol-eys
the police keep 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:
Aiyyo Kim, heheh, ?
I ain't even gon' leave without sayin sun'un on this
You ain't use me to just be singin hooks
What I look
Patti LaBelle or nigga? Heheh
it out, uh huh, yeah
Oh what a
You should be like Missy of bein like Mike
I like to pony's instead of ridin bikes
Me and Lil' Kim got the rhymes to
I catch a flight
Aheheh, round three and
Niggaz can't see us Elektra to Undeas
Aaaaoooowwww wanna be us
Heh I'm out he, ooh
*ladies night, night...*
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