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

from Nothing to soundtrack

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

Lil' Kim, the Bee

Verse One: Martinez, Lil' Kim

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

this in your whips
Pack em call the roadie the chips in the wrists
Here's a kiss *kissing sound*
I dismissed all you chicks split six the four-fifth
Make you dance,
I focused, in the dopest
Like a with a hole in it, y'all just hopeless
And toke this, I lye-in
Niggaz to knock me off, keep tryin
All it takes is one phone call to my street
Promote that ass, like a New Jack Ci-tay
Set It Off the eighty-fitay
Y'all missin the buck, with the
Bump Biggie in the trunk and the 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 this is ladies night, and the is right
Oh this is ladies night, oh a night (oh what a night)

Two: Left Eye

Uhh, the one, packin a gun
Got some other raw for that, lay your ass flat
I be the one ya paragraphs, with laughs
Getcha back up on the right
Ain't no me ladies from club hoppin gets my rock on
From flavors still frozen at Paradise
shakin with the glass in my left one
Right hand step-son
To me my girls is fancy fly
Too my niggaz straight snitches, to other chicos
Lady ain't havin that shit
If you ain't got the to stash, suck my dick hoes
Strictly a bell
Lay finger on this big bad one miss lady rap singer
I be the one to blame as the keep risin
To the top and it stop

Verse Three: Da

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

Verse Missy

Aiyyo Kim, heheh, ?
I ain't even gon' leave without sayin sun'un on track
You ain't gonna use me to be singin hooks
I look like?
Patti LaBelle or somebody Heheh
it out, uh huh, yeah

Oh a night
You should be like Missy of bein like Mike
I like to ride instead of ridin bikes
Me and Lil' Kim got the to incite
I catch a flight
Aheheh, round three and
Niggaz see us from Elektra to Undeas
Aaaaoooowwww wanna be us
Heh I'm out he, ooh

night, ladies night...*