Luyện nghe bài hát Rock The Party (Remix)

Intro: Benzino + Kim
Aye (Benzino you at?)
Yellowman, Benzino wanna rock the party
And we bring this to the after party
Bee wanna rock the party
Uh, uh, oh (Oh my God)
Yeah (Benzino you at?)
(Bounce) Yellow City gonna rock the
(This is the G-Mix)
Young wanna rock the party, Petey Pablo
City, yea

Verse 1: Kim
It's girl Queen Bee with the poisonous sting
Chinchilla draggin' with the G-String
on Lorenzos, I'm the Bee with the wings
Who the want what? (What?)
it all at the crap tables, rip the casino
From Vegas to Reno, me and
We gonna rock the party and drink all damn night
Watch me shake my ass like a fresh bowl of
Quite like Beyonc and Kelly
Love to see guys with tattoos on belly
Let's get from the car to the telly
Ooh, I got my with me, so go get your boys
Come with us, we on the tour bus
If you treat us right, and you the night
Then we freak

Benzino + Lil' Kim
We gon' the party, rock the party
Then drink Bacardi, freak
Then leave the party to the after y'all
Now what gon' do?
We gon' take it off, we turn it out
hot in here, we gon' burn it out
We gon' throw that thang, we back it up
Now what ya'll do?

Verse 2:
Benzino rock the city and you know I can't
Back at the with a mean Diddy Bop
Shorty lookin' mean and her whole hot
Yo' what's up? Yo' what's up with
She sippin' with a splash of Belvedere
What? Five 'conia ice in my ear
Always Coniac with ice when I'm here
...
Feelin' how 'Zino puts his to the test
36, 24, I you know the rest
What's secret ma? How you fit in that dress?
... Oh damn!
Now it's getting' and you know what's on my mind
Me and you, outta hear, I it's that time
you tap out when I creep in from behind
Now that's up, now everybody just

Verse 3: Pablo
Hey, hey, hey, hey!
Me met a bitch of my dreams, jack
Come on, liquor my head like that
Pants saggin', hat to the back
I'm in New York City, can you hear me
Weavin' through the traffic, usual daps
find Benzino, is it him in the back
Bring it back, channel X on the back
Be hey, hey, hey, how'd she do that?
Pretty headed woman, with her self
Bow-legged cutey with her legs
Tryna get outta with her friend in the black dress
Spread her hoochie coochie on my sun bread
Now I been sayin' to myself,
Get freaky, damn boy I can't say it
And I got no need to be
Some ain't supposed to be said

Bridge: + Lil' Kim
Yeah, we rock
City, we gon' rock
The after party, we gon'
Now what gon' do?
We gon' rock, we gon' rock
a Yellow City party don't stop
Uh, we gonna tonight
Now ya'll gon' do?

til fade