Luyện nghe bài hát Ladies Night (not Tonight Remix)

(with Missy, Martinez, Da Brat, Left Eye)
{dice
Uhh {dice thrown}
Uhh, here's another one, and one

Lil' Kim, the Bee
Verse One: Martinez, Lil' Kim
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 right
Yo I just made this motherfucker up night
And uhh... I'm the rookie on this all-star
Me and Kim is gettin cream, Thelma and Louise
but on chrome, never leave that shit alone
So if you say on then it's on
Bang in your whips
em call the roadie with the chips in the wrists
Here's a french *kissing sound*
I dismissed all you chicks split six from the
you dance, ooowwww
I focused, in the dopest
Like a penny with a in it, y'all just hopeless
And toke this, I lye-in
tryin to knock me off, keep tryin
All it takes is one phone call to my team
Promote that ass, like a New Jack Ci-tay
Set It Off the eighty-fitay
missin the buck, with the fuck
Bump in the trunk and the buck to my thorough 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 is ladies night, and our rhymes is tight
Oh is ladies night, oh what a night (oh what a night)
Oh this is night, and the feel is right
Oh this is ladies night, oh a night (oh what a night)
Verse Two: Eye
Uhh, never the one, a gun
Got some raw chicks for that, lay your ass flat
I be the one chockin ya paragraphs, laughs
Getcha up on the right path
Ain't no stoppin me ladies from club hoppin my rock on
From flavors still frozen at Paradise
Booty shakin with the glass in my one
Right sayin step-son
To me my girls is fly bitches
Too my niggaz straight snitches, to other chicos
pimp ain't havin that shit
If you ain't got the cash to stash, suck my dick
a bell ringer
Lay finger on this big bad one miss lady rap singer
I be the one to blame as the keep risin
To the top and it don't

Verse Da Brat
Y'all see, how bogus niggaz try not to notice the dopest bitches
Approachin with good intentions but focusin on they
If it's, too hot then get the fuck up out the
dicks, stay lifted when they thinkin of me
Cause the rhythm I kick, puzzle them arithe-ma-tic
Fillin em with, sluggers off the nine luger click
Bitches bust, we just, kickin up dust
And you can spread rumors is makin me sicker than head tumors
Humor me, by me sayin you lovin me
Playa niggaz be buggin, I can tell
cause the thug in me sell drugs and push keys
Need to get me mo' of deez, and M3's
Smoke weed from overseas out styled Rol-eys
Fuck the police keep my wallet
Who the, Windy woman still still comin and gunnin
from the Chi
Tonight's the for all the ladies, let's get high!

Verse Four:
Kim, heheh, yaknowhatI'msayin ?
I ain't even gon' leave without sayin on this track
You ain't gonna use me to just be hooks
What I look
Patti LaBelle or nigga? Heheh
Check it out, uh huh,
Oh what a
You should be like Missy of bein like Mike
I like to ride pony's instead of bikes
Me and Kim got the rhymes to incite
I gotta catch a
Aheheh, round three and
Niggaz can't see us Elektra to Undeas
Aaaaoooowwww wanna be us
Heh I'm out he, ooh
*ladies night, night...*
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