Luyện nghe bài hát Not Tonight

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

Uhh,
Uhh, another one, and another one

From kim, the queen bee

It's ladies night what, it must be on the mic
The butter p got the sugar got the spice
Roll the l's 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 gettin' cream like thelma and
But on chrome never that brooklyn shit alone
So if you say on then it's on

this in your whips
Pack 'em call the roadie the chips in the wrists
a french kiss
I dismissed all you split six from the four-fifth
Make you ooowwww
I stay in the dopest
Like a with a hole in it y'all just hopeless
And this I ain't lyin'
Niggas tryin' to knock me off keep
All it takes is one call to my street team
Promote that ass a soundtrack new jack ci-tay
Set it off with that
Y'all missin' the buck the fuck
Bump biggie in the 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 with me

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

Uhh, never the one a gun
Got some other raw chicks for that lay ass flat
I be the one chokin' ya with laughs
Get ya back up on the path
Ain't no stoppin' my ladies from hoppin' gets my rock on
From flavors frozen at paradise joint
Booty with the glass in my left one
hand sayin' step-son
To me my girls is fly bitches
To my niggas snitches and to them other chicos
pimp ain't havin' that shit
If you got the cash to stash suck my dick hoes
Strictly a ringer
Lay another on this big bad wolf miss lady 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 notice the dopest
Approachin' with good but focusin' on they riches
If it's too hot get the fuck up out the kitchen
Niggas dicks stay lifted they thinkin' of me
Cause the rhythm I kick puzzle them like
Fillin' 'em with sluggers off the milli luger click
Bitches bust we just, keep up dust
And you can spread shit is makin me sicker than head tumors
me by huggin' me sayin' you lovin' me
Playa phony be buggin' I can tell
Cause the thug in me wanna sell and push keys
to get me mo' of deez, vv's and m3's
Smoke from overseas pimped out styled rol-eys
the police keep my wallet obese
Who the windy city woman comin' and gunnin'
Straight the chi
Tonight's the night for all the ladies let's get

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

Oh what a
You should be missy 'stead of bein' like mike
I like to ride instead of ridin' bikes
Me and kim got the rhymes 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...