Luyện nghe bài hát Not Tonight

Lil' kim, eye, missy elliot, da brat, & angie martinez
(appears on the unedited version of the to lose soundtrack)

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

From lil' kim, the bee

It's night what, it must be angie on the mic
The butter p honey got the sugar got the
Roll the l's tight keep the right
Yo I just this motherfucker 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 brooklyn shit alone
So if you say on then it's on

Bang in your whips
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 dance
I focused in the dopest
Like a penny with a in it y'all just hopeless
And toke this I ain't
Niggas tryin' to me off keep tryin'
All it takes is one call to my street team
Promote that ass a soundtrack new jack ci-tay
Set it off that eighty-fiftay
Y'all missin' the buck the fuck
Bump biggie in the truck hand a to my several bitches
Lemme see ya do tha if ya richest
the rap mae west to q-b
And I got all my with me

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

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

Y'all see how these bogus niggas try not to notice the bitches
Approachin' good intentions but focusin' on they riches
If it's too hot get the fuck up out the kitchen
Niggas dicks lifted when they thinkin' of me
Cause the rhythm I kick puzzle like arithe-ma-tic
Fillin' 'em sluggers off the nine milli luger click
Bitches bust we just, keep up dust
And you can spread rumors shit is makin me sicker than tumors
Humor me by me sayin' you lovin' me
Playa phony niggas be I can tell
Cause the thug in me wanna drugs and push keys
to get me mo' of deez, vv's and m3's
Smoke weed overseas pimped out styled rol-eys
the police keep my wallet obese
Who the city woman still comin' and gunnin'
from the chi
Tonight's the night for all the let's get high

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

Oh what a
You should be missy 'stead of bein' like mike
I to ride ponies instead of ridin' bikes
Me and lil' kim got the to incite
I catch a flight
Aheheh, round and shit
can't see us from elektra to undeas
Aaaaoooowwww wanna be us
Heh I'm out heh, ooh

night, ladies night...