Luyện nghe bài hát Lil' Kim, Missy, Angie Martinez, Da Brat, Left Eye---Ladies Night

from to Lose soundtrack

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Uhh, another one, and another one

Lil' Kim, the Bee

Verse One: Angie Martinez, Kim

It's ladies night what, it must be on the mic
The P honey got the sugar got the spice
the L's tight, keep the rhymes right
Yo I just made this motherfucker up night
And uhh... I'm the rookie on all-star team
Me and Kim is gettin cream, like and Louise
but on chrome, never that Brooklyn shit alone
So if you say it's on it's on

Bang this in your
em call the roadie with the chips in the wrists
Here's a kiss *kissing sound*
I dismissed all you split six from the four-fifth
you dance, ooowwww
I focused, in the dopest
Like a penny with a hole in it, just hopeless
And toke this, I ain't
Niggaz tryin to me off, keep tryin
All it takes is one phone to my street team
that ass, like a soundtrack New Jack Ci-tay
Set It Off the eighty-fitay
Y'all missin the buck, with the
Bump in the trunk and the buck to my thorough bitches
Lemme see ya do tha bankhead if ya
the rap Mae West to Q-B
And I got all my with me

Oh this is night, and our rhymes is tight
Oh this is ladies night, oh what a (oh what a night)
Oh this is ladies night, and the is right
Oh this is night, oh what a night (oh what a night)

Verse Two: Eye

Uhh, never the one, a gun
Got some other raw chicks for that, lay ass flat
I be the one chockin ya paragraphs, laughs
back up on the right path
Ain't no stoppin me ladies from club gets my rock on
From flavors still frozen at Paradise
Booty shakin the glass in my left one
Right hand sayin
To me my is fancy fly bitches
Too my niggaz straight snitches, to other chicos
pimp ain't havin that shit
If you ain't got the to stash, suck my dick hoes
a bell ringer
Lay another finger on this big bad one lady rap singer
I be the one to blame as the flames keep
To the top and it stop

Verse Da Brat

Y'all see, how bogus niggaz try not to notice the dopest bitches
Approachin with good intentions but focusin on they
If it's, too hot get the fuck up out the kitchen
Niggaz dicks, stay when they thinkin of me
Cause the I kick, puzzle them like arithe-ma-tic
Fillin em with, sluggers off the nine milli luger
Bitches bust, we just, keep up dust
And you can spread rumors shit is makin me than head tumors
Humor me, by me sayin you lovin me
Playa niggaz be buggin, I can tell
cause the thug in me wanna sell and push keys
to get me mo' of deez, VV's and M3's
Smoke weed from overseas pimped out Rol-eys
Fuck the police keep my wallet
Who the, Windy City woman still still and gunnin
from the Chi
Tonight's the night for all the ladies, get high!

Verse Four:

Aiyyo Kim, heheh, ?
I ain't even gon' leave without sayin on this track
You ain't gonna use me to just be hooks
What I look
LaBelle or somebody nigga? Heheh
Check it out, uh huh,

Oh what a
You should be like Missy of bein like Mike
I like to ride pony's instead of bikes
Me and Lil' Kim got the to incite
I gotta catch a
Aheheh, three and shit
can't see us from Elektra to Undeas
Aaaaoooowwww niggaz be us
Heh I'm out he, ooh

night, ladies night...*