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

Intro: Cease

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

Verse One: Cease

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

Notorious B.I.G.

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

Verse Two: Kim

Aiyyo shorty, you go get a bag of the lethal
be undressed in the bra all see through
While you count your thinkin 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 that you won't regret
Lil Kim the Queen Bee, so you take heed
Shall I (Yes indeed!)
throw shade, if I can't get paid
Blow you up to your girl the Army grenade
You can slide on my ice like the
And itchy-gitchy-yaya with the
Who me? Not you, oh yes, he?
I even dig yo' man's style, but I love yo'
Whisper in ear and get you all shook up
But blush, just keep this on the hush

Verse Lil' Cease, Lil' Kim

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

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

(repeat 4X to fade)