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: Lil'

Yo I be em V's, so all my girls be eyein Cease
backstage, dyin to get pleased
You got me, I rock thee, and linen
While you stop your grinnin wit 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 the street until your feet get calloused
Take you on a natural high, like a
It be all good, toss clothes like a salad
When all over put your vote in my ballot
my diner, I'm Mel, and you're Alice
Spend a night, in Lil' Cease
It be all good as long as you act childish
you standin there with the Crist' in your cup
If worse come to keep this on the hush, uhh

Hook: B.I.G.

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

Verse Two: Kim

Aiyyo shorty, won't you go get a bag of the
I'll be undressed in the bra all see
While you your jewels thinkin I'ma cheat you
The only one thing I do is freak you
your stone sets, I got my own baguettes
And I'll be things that you won't regret
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 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'
in your ear and get you all shook up
But don't blush, keep this on the hush

Verse Three: Cease, Lil' Kim

you tryin to catch Sea Breeze, I'm in the PV's
All chrome D3's, decked out
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, that's to to the top
I told you before, when I first
I a interlude, in the nude

You know I the way you feel-a, sip my tequil-a
Works from the dealers, all in
Heat up the clutch, seven-fifty
Then we speed down the hutch, breakin trees in the
I'm not the one you sleep wit, to eat
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, my Christian LaCroix

(repeat 4X to fade)