Luyện nghe bài hát Not Tonight

Lil' kim, left eye, 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

ladies night what, it must be angie on the mic
The butter p got the sugar got the spice
the l's tight keep the rhymes right
Yo I just made this up last night
And uhh... I'm the rookie on this team
Me and kim is gettin' cream like thelma and
But on chrome never leave that brooklyn shit
So if you say it's on then on

Bang this in your
'em call the roadie with the chips in the wrists
Here's a french
I dismissed all you chicks split six from the
Make you ooowwww
I focused in the dopest
Like a penny a hole in it y'all just hopeless
And toke this I lyin'
Niggas to knock me off keep tryin'
All it takes is one phone call to my team
Promote that ass a soundtrack new jack ci-tay
Set it off that eighty-fiftay
Y'all missin' the buck what the
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 with me

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

Uhh, never the one a gun
Got some other raw for that lay that ass flat
I be the one ya paragraphs with laughs
Get ya back up on the path
Ain't no my ladies from club hoppin' gets my rock on
flavors still frozen at paradise joint
Booty shakin' with the glass in my one
Right sayin' step-son
To me my is fancy fly bitches
To my niggas snitches 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 ringer
Lay another finger on big bad wolf miss lady rap singer
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
Approachin' with good intentions but focusin' on they
If it's too hot then get the fuck up out the
Niggas dicks stay lifted when thinkin' of me
Cause the rhythm I kick them like arithe-ma-tic
Fillin' 'em with sluggers off the nine milli luger
Bitches bust we just, keep up dust
And you can spread rumors shit is makin me sicker than head
Humor me by me sayin' you lovin' me
phony niggas be buggin' I can tell
Cause the thug in me sell drugs and push keys
Need to get me mo' of deez, vv's and
Smoke from overseas pimped out styled rol-eys
Fuck the keep my wallet obese
Who the windy city woman still comin' and
from the chi
Tonight's the for all the ladies let's get high

Aiyyo kim, heheh, ya know what I'm
I ain't gon' leave without sayin somethin' on this track
You gonna use me to just be singin' hooks
What I look patti 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 ponies instead of ridin'
Me and kim got the rhymes to incite
I gotta a flight
Aheheh, three and shit
Niggas can't see us from elektra to
niggas wanna be us
Heh I'm out heh, ooh

Ladies night, night...