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 Lil' Cease

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

Notorious B.I.G.

I you seen me on the video (true)
I know you heard me on the (true)
But you don't pay me no attention
Listenin to what your mention
He's a slut, a hoe, he's a freak
Got a girl 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

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 your jewels thinkin cheat you
The only one thing I do is freak you
Keep 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 can't get
Blow you up to your 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 love yo'
in your ear and get you all shook up
But don't blush, just keep on the hush

Verse Three: Cease, Lil' Kim

While you to catch Sea Breeze, I'm in the PV's
All chrome D3's, decked out
CD's with crazy bass, my lady laced
Don't be fooled by the baby
I hope ya not, cause thighs got me hot
one plan, that's to rise to the top
I told you before, when I pursued
I want a interlude, in the

You know I the way you feel-a, sip my tequil-a
Works the dealers, all in chinchila
Heat up the clutch, deluxe
Then we speed down the hutch, trees in the dutch
I'm not the one you sleep wit, to eat
Want a cheap Better go down to FreakNik
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)