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

Hook: B.I.G.

I know you seen me on the (true)
I know you me on the radio (true)
But you don't pay me no attention
Listenin to what your girlfriends
He's a slut, a hoe, he's a freak
Got a girl every 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, won't you go get a bag of the
I'll be in the bra all see through
While you count your thinkin I'ma cheat you
The only one I wanna do is freak you
your stone sets, I got my own baguettes
And I'll be doin things that you won't
Lil Kim the Queen Bee, so you best heed
Shall I (Yes indeed!)
I'ma shade, if I can't get paid
you up to your girl like the Army grenade
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 yo' profile
Whisper in ear and get you all shook up
But don't blush, keep this on the hush

Verse Three: Lil' Cease, Kim

While you tryin to catch Sea Breeze, I'm in the
All chrome D3's, decked out
CD's with bass, keep my lady laced
Don't be fooled by the baby
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 want a interlude, in the

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, trees in the dutch
I'm not the one you sleep wit, to eat
Want a cheap trick? Better go 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)