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

from to Lose soundtrack

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Uhh {dice thrown}
Uhh, another one, and another one

Lil' Kim, the Bee

Verse One: Angie Martinez, Kim

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

Bang this in your
Pack em call the with the chips in the wrists
Here's a french kiss sound*
I dismissed all you chicks split six the four-fifth
you dance, ooowwww
I stay focused, in the
a penny with a hole in it, y'all just hopeless
And this, I ain't lye-in
Niggaz tryin to me off, keep tryin
All it takes is one call to my street team
Promote that ass, like a soundtrack New Jack
Set It Off with the
Y'all missin the buck, the fuck
Biggie in the trunk and the buck to my thorough bitches
Lemme see ya do tha if ya richest
the rap Mae West to Q-B
And I got all my with me

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

Verse Two: Eye

Uhh, the one, packin a gun
Got some raw chicks for that, lay your ass flat
I be the one chockin ya paragraphs, laughs
Getcha up on the right path
Ain't no stoppin me ladies from club hoppin gets my on
From flavors still frozen at joint
Booty shakin with the glass in my one
Right hand sayin
To me my girls is fly bitches
Too my niggaz snitches, to them other chicos
pimp ain't havin that shit
If you ain't got the cash to stash, suck my dick
Strictly a bell
Lay another finger on big bad one miss lady rap singer
I be the one to blame as the keep risin
To the top and it don't

Verse Da Brat

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

Verse Missy

Kim, heheh, yaknowhatI'msayin ?
I ain't even gon' without sayin sun'un on this track
You ain't use me to just be singin hooks
What I look
Patti LaBelle or somebody 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 ridin
Me and Kim got the rhymes to incite
I catch a flight
Aheheh, round and shit
Niggaz can't see us from to Undeas
Aaaaoooowwww niggaz be us
Heh I'm out he, ooh

*ladies night, night...*