Luyện nghe bài hát Not Tonight Remix

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

Uhh,
Uhh, here's another one, and one
Yeah, from 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 tight, keep the rhymes
Yo I made this motherf.... up last night
And uhh...
I'm the rookie on all-star team
Me and kim is gettin' cream like thelma and
But on chrome leave that brooklyn shit alone
So if you say it's on it's on

Bang this in your
'em call the roadie with the chips in the wrists
Here's a kiss
I dismissed all you chicks six from the four-fifth
Make you dance,
I stay in the dopest
Like a penny a hole in it y'all just hopeless
And toke I ain't lyin'
to knock me off keep tryin'
All it is one phone call to my street team
Promote that ass a soundtrack new jack ci-tay
Set it off the eighty-fiftay
Y'all missin' the buck the f...
biggie in the trunk hand the buck to my double...
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 ladies night, and our rhymes is
Oh this is ladies night, oh a night (oh what a night)
Oh this is ladies night, and the feel is
Oh this is ladies night, oh a night (oh what a night)

Uhh, never the one a gun
Got some other raw chicks for that, lay your flat
I be's the one chokin' ya paragraphs, with
Get ya back up on the right
Ain't no stoppin my ladies from club hoppin' my rock on
flavors still frozen at paradise joint
Booty with a glass in my left one
Right hand step-son
To me my girls is fancy fly
To my...straight snitches and to them chicos
Lady pimp ain't that trip
If you ain't got the cash to stash catch a brick
Strictly a ringer
Lay another finger on this big bad wolf miss lady rap
I be the one to blame as the flames risin'
To the top and it don't

Y'all see, how bogus mistas try not to notice the dopest sistas
with good intentions but focusin' on they riches
If it's too hot then get that ass up out the
Listen carefully I give a damn if you don't care for me
The I kick puzzle them like arithe-ma-tic
Fillin' 'em with, sluggers off the milli luger click
Betters we just keep kickin' up dust
And you can spread rumors shit is makin' me sicker head tumors
Humor me by me sayin' you lovin' me
Envious playa-haters be I can tell
Cause the thug in me wanna do illegal for cheese
Need to get me mo' of deez, vv's and
from overseas pimped out styled rol-eys
Stopped from the police keep my wallet
Who the windy city still comin' and gunnin'
Straight the chi
the night for the ladies we keepin' it tight

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

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

night, ladies night...