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)

One: Lil' Cease

Yo I be buyin em V's, so all my girls be Cease
Comin backstage, dyin to get
You got me, I rock thee, and linen
While you stop your grinnin wit bunch of women
Why you speed ball with cards, invalid
I get clothes, custom made, from a
Cruise in my Land with no mileage
While you walk the street until your get calloused
Take you on a natural high, like a
It be all good, toss your clothes a salad
When it's all put your 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 act childish
While you there with the Crist' in your cup
If worse come to worse keep on the hush, uhh

Notorious B.I.G.

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

Verse Lil' Kim

Aiyyo shorty, you go get a bag of the lethal
I'll be undressed in the bra all see
you count your 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 things you won't regret
Lil Kim the Queen Bee, so you take heed
I proceed? (Yes indeed!)
I'ma throw shade, if I get paid
Blow you up to your like the Army grenade
You can slide on my ice the Escapade
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 your ear and get you all up
But don't blush, just keep on the hush

Verse Three: Lil' Cease, Kim

While you to catch Sea Breeze, I'm in the PV's
All chrome D3's, out TV's
CD's crazy bass, keep my lady laced
Don't be by the baby face
I hope ya not, cause your got me hot
Only one plan, to rise to the top
I told you before, when I first
I a interlude, in the nude

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 speed the hutch, breakin trees 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 gifts of course
So I look slick, in my six, with my LaCroix

(repeat 4X to fade)