Luyện nghe bài hát Not Tonight

Lil' kim, left eye, missy elliot, da brat, & angie
(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 ladies night what, it must be on the mic
The butter p honey got the got the spice
Roll the l's keep the rhymes right
Yo I just made this up last night
And uhh... I'm the on this all-star team
Me and kim is gettin' cream thelma and louise
But on chrome never that brooklyn shit alone
So if you say on then it's on

Bang this in your
Pack 'em call the roadie the chips in the wrists
a french kiss
I dismissed all you chicks split six from the
Make you dance
I stay focused in the
Like a penny with a in it y'all just hopeless
And this I ain't lyin'
Niggas tryin' to me off keep tryin'
All it is one phone call to my street team
Promote that ass like a new jack ci-tay
Set it off with that
missin' the buck what the fuck
Bump biggie in the truck a buck to my several bitches
Lemme see ya do tha if ya richest
the rap mae west to q-b
And I got all my sisters me

Oh this is ladies night, and our rhymes is
Oh this is ladies night, oh what a (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, the one packin' a gun
Got some other raw chicks for that lay that ass
I be the one chokin' ya paragraphs with
Get ya back up on the right
Ain't no stoppin' my ladies from club hoppin' my rock on
From flavors still frozen at joint
Booty shakin' the glass in my left one
Right hand sayin'
To me my girls is fly bitches
To my niggas straight snitches and to them chicos
Lady pimp ain't that shit
If you ain't got the cash to stash suck my hoes
Strictly a ringer
Lay another finger on this big bad wolf miss lady rap
I be the one to blame as the flames risin'
To the top and it stop

Y'all see how these bogus try not to notice the dopest bitches
with good intentions but focusin' on they riches
If it's too hot then get the up out the kitchen
dicks stay lifted when they thinkin' of me
Cause the rhythm I kick them like arithe-ma-tic
'em with sluggers off the nine milli luger click
Bitches we just, keep kickin' up dust
And you can spread rumors shit is makin me sicker head tumors
me by huggin' me sayin' you lovin' me
Playa phony be buggin' I can tell
Cause the thug in me wanna sell drugs and keys
to get me mo' of deez, vv's and m3's
Smoke weed from pimped out styled rol-eys
Fuck the police keep my wallet
Who the windy city woman still comin' and
from the chi
Tonight's the night for all the ladies get high

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

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

night, ladies night...