Luyện nghe bài hát Not Tonight

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

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

From kim, the queen bee

It's ladies night what, it be angie on the mic
The butter p got the sugar got the spice
Roll the l's tight keep the rhymes
Yo I just made this motherfucker up night
And uhh... I'm the rookie on all-star team
Me and kim is gettin' like thelma and louise
But on chrome never that brooklyn shit alone
So if you say on then it's on

Bang this in whips
Pack 'em the roadie with the chips in the wrists
a french kiss
I dismissed all you chicks six from the four-fifth
you dance ooowwww
I focused in the dopest
a penny with a hole in it y'all just hopeless
And this I ain't lyin'
Niggas tryin' to knock me off keep
All it is one phone call to my street team
Promote that ass a soundtrack new jack ci-tay
Set it off with eighty-fiftay
Y'all the buck what 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 sisters me

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

Uhh, never the one a gun
Got some other raw for that lay that ass flat
I be the one chokin' ya paragraphs laughs
Get ya back up on the path
Ain't no my ladies from club hoppin' gets my rock on
flavors still frozen at paradise joint
Booty with the glass in my left one
Right hand sayin'
To me my girls is fancy fly
To my straight snitches and to them other chicos
pimp ain't havin' that shit
If you ain't got the cash to stash my dick hoes
Strictly a ringer
Lay another finger on big bad wolf miss lady rap singer
I be the one to blame as the flames keep
To the top and it don't

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

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

Oh a night
You should be like 'stead of bein' like mike
I like to ride ponies instead of ridin'
Me and kim got the rhymes to incite
I gotta catch a
Aheheh, three and shit
Niggas see us from elektra to undeas
niggas wanna be us
Heh I'm out heh, ooh

Ladies night, night...