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

Intro: Cease

(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
Comin backstage, dyin to get
You got me, I thee, Versace and linen
While you stop grinnin wit bunch of foxy women
Why you ball with cards, that's invalid
I get clothes, custom made, from a
Cruise in my Land with no mileage
While you walk the until your feet get calloused
Take you on a high, like a pilot
It be all good, your clothes like a salad
When it's all over put vote in my ballot
It's my diner, I'm Mel, and you're
Spend a night, in Lil' Cease
It be all good as long as you don't act
While you there with the Crist' in your cup
If worse come to worse keep on the hush, uhh

Notorious B.I.G.

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

Two: Lil' Kim

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

Verse Three: Cease, Lil' Kim

you tryin to catch Sea Breeze, I'm in the PV's
All D3's, decked out TV's
with crazy bass, keep my lady laced
Don't be fooled by the baby
I ya not, cause your thighs got me hot
Only one plan, to rise to the top
I told you before, I first pursued
I a interlude, in the nude

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

(repeat 4X to fade)