Luyện nghe bài hát Rock The Party (Remix)

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

Verse 1: Kim
It's your girl Queen Bee the poisonous sting
Chinchilla draggin' with the G-String
Bouncin' on Lorenzos, I'm the Bee with the
Who the fuck what? (What?)
Bettin' it all at the crap tables, rip the
From to Reno, me and Benzino
We gonna rock the party and Bacardi all damn night
Watch me shake my ass like a bowl of jelly
Quite Bootylicious Beyonc and Kelly
Love to see with tattoos on they belly
Let's get nasty from the car to the
Ooh, I got my girls me, so go get your boys
ride with us, we on the tour bus
If you treat us right, and you the night
Then we gon'

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

Verse 2:
rock the city and you know I can't stop
Back at the with a mean Diddy Bop
Shorty lookin' mean and her team hot
Yo' what's up? Yo' up with ya'll?
She sippin' cranberry a splash of Belvedere
What? Five carat ice in my ear
Always Coniac with ice when I'm here
...
Feelin' how 'Zino puts his game to the
36, 24, I think you know the
What's your secret ma? How you fit in that
... Oh damn!
Now it's getting' heated and you know what's on my
Me and you, outta hear, I it's that time
Make you tap out when I creep in behind
Now that's what's up, now just

Verse 3: Petey
Hey, hey, hey, hey!
Me met a bitch of my dreams, corn
Come on, liquor inside my like that
Pants saggin', hat to the back
I'm in New City, can you hear me goddammit
Weavin' the traffic, shootin' usual daps
Tryna find Benzino, is it him in the
Bring it back, porn X on the back
Be hey, hey, hey, how'd she do that?
Pretty headed woman, with her fine
Bow-legged cutey her tight legs
Tryna get outta here with her in the black dress
her hoochie coochie on my sun beam bread
Now I been to myself, Petey-Petey
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 party, we gon' rock
Now ya'll gon' do?
We gon' rock, we rock tonight
'cause a City party don't stop
Uh, we gonna tonight
Now what ya'll do?

til fade