Luyện nghe bài hát Ain't No Nigga - Foxy Brown

Foxy
Jay-Z, what

I keep it than the next bitch
No need for you to ever the next bitch
speed, I make the best bitch see the exit, indeed
You gotta you're thoroughly respected by me

You get the to the Lexus with no driver
You gotcha own '96 suh-in, the
And keep your ass than Versace, that's why
You gotta watch friends you got to watch me, they connivin' shit

The first to crack the bank
They try me, all they get is 50 francs
And papayas, the village to the tele
Time to it on your belly, no question
I got more black chicks my sheets than Essence

They say sex is a weapon, so I shoot
Meet your death in than eight seconds
Still poundin' in my after life laughin', my shit is
Who you askin',

Ain't no like the one I got
(No one can you betta)
around but he gives me a lot
(Keeps you in and leathers)

tell me I should leave you alone
(Ha ha, ha ha, ha ha, ha ha)
Tell the freaks to a man o' they own
Man o' they own, man o' own
(Yea, yea)

Fresh to Def in Moschino, bag
Lookin' half black and Filipino, fakin' no
Got you a beeper to feel
your feet in Joanie Dega's and Charles Jordan

I ya dove but love
You know ho's be makin' me weak
knows how it goes B and so I creep

I've been sinnin' since you playin' wit Barbie and Ken 'n'
You can't a player's game in the ninth innin'
The chrome rim spinnin' 'em grinnin'
So I run way the fuck up in 'em and wrinkle the face linen

I hard-eh till they say God
keepin' it real, jigga, stay hard
Lawd, don't trip
I slip, nigga, get a grip

What you don't see is get
Weapons concealed, what the fuck y'all
When you niggas play we can all get ill
(What the deal?)

no nigga like the one I got
(No one can you betta)
Sleeps but he gives me a lot
(Keeps you in and leathers)

tell me I should leave you alone
(Ha ha, ha ha, ha ha, ha ha)
Tell the freaks to a man o' they own
Man o' own, man o' they own

Yo, no stoppin' this, no lie
to stay monogamous, I try
But love, you know these ho's be me weak
knows how it goes B, so I stay deep

What up, boo? Just me laced in the illa snakes
Bank rolls and shit, rubs in the French tub
Mackin' bitch, wifee, nigga
So when you flip that coke, the days you was dead broke

But now you're and I raised you
Basically, made you a don
Flippin' weight, heroin and shit, you know the is all that
why I get bagets five carats and all that

From Dolce to H Vendell, I'm ringin' bells
So who the playa? I keep you in the illest gators
so we can lay up in the shade reminiscin'
On how I fuck the best o'

Specially when I'm flippin'
Don't a fuck about how you move with them other mamis
I push da Z, eatin' shrimp with rocks larger than life
Fuck them broads, you made it known who your wife was

I got you frontin' in sweaters before this rap shit
When you was in levers and berettas
And eek classes mo in the glasses, shows in Cali
Wit all the suede Bally's

Now all mens' up in your Benz's high post
I swear you be me playin' inside my pubic hairs
I never worry 'bout other chicks
'Cuz you proved who was your wiz you was spinnin' that bitch

I took a little when you was up North, comisary stay pilin'
How you livin' large on the island, all collects have me vex
But when you come
Knew I was comin' off wit of dem checks

Now we on the rise, your diamond wit the slanted eyes
this grip cocked the green and the shit
Fucks no, I see o' the dough
you into a star, pushin' hundred thousand dollar cars

Ain't no nigga the one I got
(No one can you betta)
Sleeps around but he me a lot
(Keeps you in and leathers)

Friends'll tell me I should leave you
(Ha ha, ha ha, ha ha, ha ha)
Tell the to find a man o' they own
Man o' they own, man o' own

no nigga like the one I got
(No one can you betta)
Sleeps but he gives me a lot
(Keeps you in and leathers)
Friends'll tell me I leave you alone