Luyện nghe bài hát Not Tonight Remix

Lil' kim, left eye, elliot, da brat, & angie martinez
(appears on the nothing to soundtrack)

Uhh,
Uhh, here's one, and another one
Yeah, lil' kim
The bee

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

Bang this in whips
'em call the roadie with the chips in the wrists
Here's a kiss
I dismissed all you split six from the four-fifth
Make you dance,
I stay in the dopest
Like a penny with a hole in it y'all just
And toke this I lyin'
Tryin' to me off keep tryin'
All it takes is one phone call to my team
that ass like a soundtrack new jack ci-tay
Set it off with the
Y'all missin' the what the f...
Bump biggie in the trunk hand the to my double...
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 night, oh what a night (oh what a night)
Oh this is night, and the feel is right
Oh this is ladies night, oh what a (oh what a night)

Uhh, the one packin' a gun
Got some other raw chicks for that, lay pants flat
I be's the one ya paragraphs, with laughs
Get ya back up on the right
Ain't no stoppin my ladies from hoppin' gets my rock on
From flavors frozen at paradise joint
Booty shakin' with a in my left one
Right hand step-son
To me my girls is fly misses
To my...straight snitches and to them other
Lady pimp ain't takin' that
If you ain't got the cash to stash catch a hoes
a bell ringer
Lay another finger on this big bad wolf miss rap singer
I be the one to blame as the flames risin'
To the top and it stop

Y'all see, how these bogus mistas try not to notice the sistas
Approachin' with good intentions but focusin' on riches
If it's too hot then get ass up out the kitchen
Listen I don't give a damn if you don't care for me
The rhythm I kick puzzle them arithe-ma-tic
Fillin' 'em with, sluggers off the milli luger click
Betters bust we just keep up dust
And you can rumors shit is makin' me sicker than head tumors
Humor me by huggin' me sayin' you me
playa-haters be buggin' I can tell
Cause the thug in me wanna do illegal things for
Need to get me mo' of deez, vv's and
Vt's from overseas pimped out styled
Stopped from the police keep my obese
Who the windy woman still comin' and gunnin'
Straight the chi
Tonight's the night for the we keepin' it tight

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

Oh what a
You should be like missy 'stead of bein mike
I like to ride ponies instead of bikes
Me and lil' kim got the rhymes to
I catch a flight
Aheheh, three and shhh...
Y'all can't see us from elektra to
Aaaaoooow be us
Heh I'm out he, ooh

night, ladies night...