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, rock the

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 stop scheming and trying to hard
I get my bodyguard, You get booty scarred, I'm a veteran
Which means that I've in the game too long
the days of Paper Thin way back when I've been putting it
Down ask homies who's the baddest bitch on this side of
The M I C, I go for broke, giving it less than the best
Lots of in the game at your request, You like the rhyme
Bite if you dare, I get the paper so I care, Fly that's me
The epitome of what a MC is supposed to be, Fucking you up
Every time that I drop, Fuck a baby, I done took your spot
I guide the best and I it well and if you take a look
It ain't to tell that I

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

Back off me and let my skin breathe, is everlasting
It's hard to I shall prevail cause I'm next to none
I'm claiming no set, Don't plan to get down
Just is where I'm from but I'm resting in Studio City
For the fun, if you don't understand say you don't (nah!)
And don't wait for me to explain cause I
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
Showing an MC how to survive. it's crazy how I
Get you captured my tactics, I got many witnesses
That can back ruffnecks from New York to LA
Been down me since Poor George
'96 it's all about show and prove and I'm about to
Make the ill type moves, I the best and ride it well
And if you take a look it ain't hard to tell I

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

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

Now I cold rock a party in a b-girl
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 rock the