Luyện nghe bài hát Not Tonight

Lil' kim, eye, missy elliot, da brat, & angie martinez
(appears on the version of the nothing to lose soundtrack)

Uhh,
Uhh, here's one, and another one

From kim, the queen bee

It's ladies what, it must be angie on the mic
The butter p honey got the sugar got the
the l's tight keep the rhymes right
Yo I just 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 it's on it's on

Bang this in your
Pack 'em the roadie with the chips in the wrists
a french kiss
I all you chicks split six from the four-fifth
you dance ooowwww
I stay in the dopest
Like a penny with a in it y'all just hopeless
And this I ain't lyin'
Niggas tryin' to me off keep tryin'
All it takes is one phone call to my team
Promote that ass like a new jack ci-tay
Set it off with eighty-fiftay
Y'all missin' the buck the fuck
Bump biggie in the truck a buck to my several 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 is ladies night, oh what a night (oh what a night)
Oh this is ladies night, and the is right
Oh this is ladies night, oh what a night (oh a night)

Uhh, the one packin' a gun
Got some raw chicks for that lay that ass flat
I be the one chokin' ya paragraphs with
Get ya back up on the right
Ain't no stoppin' my ladies from club hoppin' gets my on
flavors still frozen at paradise joint
Booty shakin' with the glass in my one
Right hand step-son
To me my is fancy fly bitches
To my niggas straight snitches and to them chicos
Lady pimp havin' that shit
If you got the cash to stash suck my dick hoes
Strictly a bell
Lay another finger on this big bad wolf miss rap singer
I be the one to as the flames keep risin'
To the top and it stop

Y'all see how these bogus niggas try not to the dopest bitches
Approachin' with good but focusin' on they riches
If it's too hot then get the up out the kitchen
Niggas dicks lifted when they thinkin' of me
Cause the rhythm I kick puzzle them arithe-ma-tic
Fillin' 'em with off the nine milli luger click
Bitches bust we just, keep kickin' up
And you can spread rumors shit is makin me sicker than tumors
Humor me by huggin' me sayin' you me
Playa phony niggas be buggin' I can
the thug in me wanna sell drugs and push keys
Need to get me mo' of deez, and m3's
Smoke weed from overseas pimped out rol-eys
Fuck the keep my wallet obese
Who the windy city woman still comin' and
from the chi
Tonight's the night for all the ladies let's get

Aiyyo kim, heheh, ya know I'm sayin'
I ain't even gon' leave without sayin somethin' on this
You ain't use me to just be singin' hooks
What I look like patti labelle or nigga heheh
it out, uh huh, yeah

Oh what a
You should be like missy 'stead of bein' like
I like to ponies instead of ridin' bikes
Me and lil' kim got the rhymes to
I gotta catch a
Aheheh, round and shit
Niggas can't see us from to undeas
Aaaaoooowwww niggas be us
Heh I'm out heh, ooh

Ladies night, night...