Luyện nghe bài hát Lil' Kim, Lil' Cease, Notorious B.I.G.---Crush On You

Intro: Lil'

(uhh... uh-huh)
Lil' (uhh... uh-hah, Queen Bee)
Uhh (uh-huh, me)
Uhh, it (Lil' Kim)

Verse One: Cease

Yo I be buyin em V's, so all my girls be eyein
backstage, dyin to get pleased
You got me, I rock thee, Versace and
you stop your grinnin wit bunch of foxy women
Why you speed with cards, that's invalid
I get clothes, custom made, a stylist
Cruise in my Lexus Land no mileage
While you walk the street until feet get calloused
Take you on a natural high, a pilot
It be all good, toss your clothes a salad
When it's all over put your vote in my
my diner, I'm Mel, and you're Alice
Spend a night, in Lil' Cease
It be all good as as you don't act childish
you standin there with the Crist' in your cup
If come to worse keep this on the hush, uhh

Notorious B.I.G.

I know you me on the video (true)
I you heard me on the radio (true)
But you still pay me no attention
Listenin to what your mention
He's a slut, a hoe, he's a freak
Got a different girl day of the week
cool, not tryin to put a rush on you
I had to let you that I got a crush on you

Two: Lil' Kim

Aiyyo shorty, you go get a bag of the lethal
I'll be undressed in the bra all see
While you count your jewels I'ma cheat you
The only one thing I wanna do is you
Keep your stone sets, I got my own
And I'll be doin things that you won't
Lil Kim the Queen Bee, so you best take
I proceed? (Yes indeed!)
I'ma shade, if I can't get paid
Blow you up to your girl like the Army
You can on my ice like the Escapade
And itchy-gitchy-yaya the marmalade
Who me? Not you, oh yes, he?
I even dig yo' man's style, but I love yo'
Whisper in your ear and get you all up
But blush, just keep this on the hush

Verse Lil' Cease, Lil' Kim

While you tryin to catch Sea Breeze, I'm in the
All D3's, decked out TV's
with crazy bass, keep my lady laced
Don't be fooled by the face
I hope ya not, cause thighs got me hot
Only one plan, that's to to the top
I told you before, when I first
I want a interlude, in the

You know I love the way you feel-a, sip my
Works from the dealers, all in
Heat up the clutch, seven-fifty
Then we down the hutch, breakin trees in the dutch
I'm not the one you wit, to eat quick
a cheap trick? Better go down to FreakNik
You got to hit me off, buy this gifts of course
So I look slick, in my six, with my Christian

(repeat 4X to fade)