Luyện nghe bài hát Not Tonight

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

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

From kim, the queen bee

ladies night what, it must be angie on the mic
The butter p honey got the sugar got the
Roll the l's keep the rhymes right
Yo I just made this motherfucker up last
And uhh... I'm the on this all-star team
Me and kim is gettin' cream thelma and louise
But on never leave that brooklyn shit alone
So if you say it's on it's on

this in your whips
Pack 'em call the roadie with the in the wrists
Here's a kiss
I dismissed all you chicks split six from the
you dance ooowwww
I focused in the dopest
Like a penny a hole in it y'all just hopeless
And this I ain't lyin'
Niggas tryin' to me off keep tryin'
All it takes is one phone call to my team
that ass like a soundtrack new jack ci-tay
Set it off that eighty-fiftay
missin' the buck what the fuck
Bump biggie in the truck hand a buck to my several
Lemme see ya do tha bankhead if ya
It's the rap mae to q-b
And I got all my sisters me

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

Uhh, the one packin' a gun
Got some other raw chicks for that lay that ass
I be the one chokin' ya paragraphs laughs
Get ya back up on the right
Ain't no stoppin' my ladies from club gets my rock on
From flavors frozen at paradise joint
Booty shakin' the glass in my left one
Right hand step-son
To me my is fancy fly bitches
To my niggas straight and to them other chicos
Lady pimp ain't havin' shit
If you ain't got the cash to stash suck my hoes
Strictly a bell
Lay another finger on this big bad 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 bitches
Approachin' with good intentions but on they riches
If it's too hot then get the fuck up out the
Niggas dicks stay lifted when thinkin' of me
Cause the rhythm I puzzle them like arithe-ma-tic
Fillin' 'em with sluggers off the nine milli luger
bust we just, keep kickin' up dust
And you can spread shit is makin me sicker than head tumors
Humor me by huggin' me sayin' you me
Playa phony niggas be buggin' I can
Cause the thug in me sell drugs and push keys
Need to get me mo' of deez, vv's and
Smoke weed from overseas pimped out styled
Fuck the police my wallet obese
Who the windy city woman comin' and gunnin'
from the chi
Tonight's the night for all the let's get high

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 be singin' hooks
What I look like patti or somebody nigga heheh
it out, uh huh, yeah

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

Ladies night, night...