Luyện nghe bài hát Nobody Do It Better Than Us

Lil' kim t-boz
(appears on the promo for "notorious k.i.m." by kim)

Yea
is it this is the one
That's what I'm talkin' about here
Yo puff I don't think they ready for one
They ready
You
No
Yea me too
do it

If gettin' money is a then I confess
It ain't about money I could less
I to be a b now I'm a c breast
I get em hard you the rest
My music like heartburn your chest
Like a nigga stick the axe your backs
You be "what the fuck was that shit!"
some more I love my fans
Gotta make em
Would I ever make a whack
Not a
Show my friends call me m&m's
'cause my pussy in your mouth and not in your hands
Just a bad girl always dimes
the see-who's-stockin' skaters with the lizzy's
Purpose with the
spited by my goldilocks
While first movin' flocks I'm drops
Cop the ferrari when I'm roomin' the
Two of the same it a thang pocket the change
Now I'm just doin' my thing the fame
Why not ain't no other hot in the game

Nobody do it than us
Nobody do it than us
Nobody do it than us
Nobody do it than us
do it better than us
Nobody do it than us

Lil' kim yeah everybody me
In a class by never where the ho's be
I just where all my foes be
God damn muthafuckas is nosey
Wanna know I'm wearing
I'm drivin what I'm doin'
Where I hang out at who the fuck I'm
Damn I way out to the boondocks
So I can a little bit of privacy
You bought a tiny ass
Way across the with a telescope
So you can spy on me
You clowns belong in the
Steady to hurt us
Tell me the purpose
They say I'm
The only presidents that I fuck
Is the ones dead
the big heads
Never stingy with my
Got enough dough to buy the indies
in fendi's own laurendi's
Start my own doll mark & mindy's
all my niggas from the penitentiary
Yea keep puttin' out records till the turn of the

You got a 5 and I got a 6
it up
What's with this picture nigga
it up
I a 6 figga nigga (uh huh)
Yours is big but is bigga
'cause the is what it's all about
Do my ladies what I'm talkin' about
If my cost more than your car
Ha expect to get far
You the kinda that like to plot
Call your friends em that you hit the jackpot
I keep in my bras
For all you
That's how much I despise up
I get it I ain't wit it
Can't see how other did it
screamin' gimme
Can't get a
Yea I got
But you ain't got
Now me takin' my hard earned money
Throwin' it by spendin' it on a dummy
All he gon' do is spend it on honey
I say let the nigga bummy
I don't need a nigga I it out
Take it old and smurf it out
Give me a b and I'll it out
know qb gon' work it out!

As we to give you what you need
In baby
And we on and on
All hail the
All the king
Big and we won't stop


Lil'