Luyện nghe bài hát Cold Rock A Party

To the L, to the Y and the T to the E
So get ready cause I want everybody to say this me
Rock the house, rock the house, the house

Now I cold a party in a b-girl stance
I rock on the floor make the fellas dance
I be the shit and it's all good and if you

Would you scheming and trying to look hard
I get my bodyguard, You get that booty scarred, I'm a
Which means I've been in the game too long
Since the days of Paper Thin way when I've been putting it
Down ask your homies the baddest bitch on this side of
The M I C, I go for broke, Never giving it than the best
Lots of years in the game at your request, You the rhyme
Bite if you dare, I get the paper so I care, Fly that's me
The epitome of what a real MC is to be, Fucking you up
Every time that I drop, Fuck a baby, I done took your spot
I guide the best and I ride it well and if you a look
It ain't to tell that I

Now I cold rock a party in a stance
I rock on the make the fellas wanna dance
I be the and it's all good and if you understood

off me and let my skin breathe, Lyte is everlasting
It's hard to believe I shall prevail cause I'm next to
Cause I'm no set, Don't plan to get down
Brooklyn is where I'm from but I'm resting in Studio City
For the fun, if you don't just say you don't (nah!)
And don't for me to explain cause I won't
You see it's in my to be the best, West to East
See East to West, ready or not I have arrived and I'm
an MC how to survive. Cause it's crazy how I
Get you captured with my tactics, I got many
That can this ruffnecks from New York to LA
down with me since Poor George
It's '96 it's all show and prove and I'm about to
Make the ill moves, I guide the best and ride it well
And if you a look it ain't hard to tell that I

Now I cold rock a in a b-girl stance
I rock on the make the fellas wanna dance
I be the and it's all good and if you understood

Get out my shit, Please let me be, I see why you KGB
Why you be all up on me like that, Trying to get over
a fat rat, but I understand I'm a woman in the land of hip-hop
And the don't stop, it goes on, on, on, on
You see the shit stop till the break of dawn
And now who it liver than a hip-hop, scuba diver, chillin with
A colada, kidada hooked me up with Tommy now I gotta
Lot of gear from everywhere that I'd like to (yeah right!)
But I'd rather do Kani, ask why! 5001, my son gets shit done
All on the catwalk, What ever done for you
You get down with your real crew, Cause I ride the beat
And I ride it well and if you take a it ain't hard to tell that I

Now I rock a party in a b-girl stance
I rock on the floor make the fellas dance
I be the shit and it's all good and if you

To the L, to the Y, and the T, to the E
Rock the house and the house