Luyện nghe bài hát Not Tonight

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

Uhh,
Uhh, another one, and another one

From lil' kim, the bee

It's ladies what, it must be angie on the mic
The butter p got the sugar got the spice
Roll the l's keep the rhymes right
Yo I made 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 never leave that brooklyn shit alone
So if you say on then it's on

Bang this in your
Pack 'em call the roadie with the chips in the
Here's a french
I dismissed all you chicks six from the four-fifth
Make you ooowwww
I stay focused in the
Like a with a hole in it y'all just hopeless
And toke I ain't lyin'
Niggas tryin' to 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 that eighty-fiftay
Y'all missin' the buck what the
Bump in the truck hand a buck to my several bitches
see ya do tha bankhead if ya richest
It's the rap mae to q-b
And I got all my sisters me

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

Uhh, the one packin' a gun
Got other raw chicks for that lay that ass flat
I be the one ya paragraphs with laughs
Get ya back up on the path
Ain't no stoppin' my from club hoppin' gets my rock on
From flavors frozen at paradise joint
Booty shakin' with the glass in my one
Right sayin' step-son
To me my girls is fly bitches
To my niggas straight and to them other chicos
Lady pimp havin' that shit
If you ain't got the cash to suck my dick hoes
Strictly a ringer
Lay another finger on this big bad wolf miss lady rap
I be the one to blame as the flames keep
To the top and it don't

Y'all see how bogus niggas try not to notice the dopest bitches
Approachin' with intentions but focusin' on they riches
If it's too hot get the fuck up out the kitchen
Niggas dicks stay lifted when thinkin' of me
Cause the rhythm I kick puzzle them arithe-ma-tic
Fillin' 'em with sluggers off the nine milli luger
Bitches bust we just, kickin' up dust
And you can spread rumors shit is me sicker than head tumors
Humor me by me sayin' you lovin' me
Playa phony niggas be I can tell
Cause the thug in me wanna sell drugs and keys
Need to get me mo' of deez, and m3's
Smoke from overseas pimped out styled rol-eys
Fuck the police keep my wallet
Who the windy city woman comin' and gunnin'
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 sayin somethin' on this track
You ain't gonna use me to just be singin'
What I like patti labelle or somebody nigga heheh
it out, uh huh, yeah

Oh what a
You should be like 'stead of bein' like mike
I like to ride ponies of ridin' bikes
Me and lil' kim got the to incite
I catch a flight
Aheheh, three and shit
Niggas see us from elektra to undeas
Aaaaoooowwww wanna be us
Heh I'm out heh, ooh

night, ladies night...