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 yeah
Uhh, here's another one, and one

Lil' Kim, the Bee

Verse Angie Martinez, Lil' Kim

ladies night what, it must be Angie on the mic
The Butter P honey got the 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 this all-star
Me and Kim is gettin cream, Thelma and Louise
but on chrome, leave that Brooklyn shit alone
So if you say on then it's on

Bang in your whips
Pack em call the with the chips in the wrists
Here's a french kiss sound*
I dismissed all you split six from the four-fifth
you dance, ooowwww
I stay focused, in the
Like a penny with a hole in it, just hopeless
And toke this, I ain't
Niggaz tryin to knock me off, keep
All it takes is one phone call to my street
Promote ass, like a soundtrack New Jack Ci-tay
Set It Off with the
Y'all missin the buck, with the
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 a night (oh what a night)
Oh is ladies night, and the feel is right
Oh this is ladies night, oh what a night (oh a night)

Verse Left Eye

Uhh, never the one, a gun
Got some other raw chicks for that, lay ass flat
I be the one ya paragraphs, with laughs
Getcha back up on the path
Ain't no stoppin me from club hoppin gets my rock on
From flavors still frozen at joint
shakin with the glass in my left one
Right hand sayin
To me my girls is fancy fly
Too my straight snitches, to them other chicos
Lady pimp ain't havin shit
If you got the cash 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 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 intentions but focusin on they riches
If it's, too hot then get the up out the kitchen
Niggaz dicks, stay lifted when 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
me, by huggin me sayin you lovin me
Playa niggaz be buggin, I can tell
cause the in me wanna sell drugs and push keys
to get me mo' of deez, VV's and M3's
Smoke weed from overseas pimped out Rol-eys
the police keep my wallet obese
Who the, Windy City woman still still comin and
Straight the Chi
Tonight's the for all the ladies, let's get high!

Verse Four:

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

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

*ladies night, night...*