Luyện nghe bài hát Rock The Party (Remix)

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

Verse 1: Kim
It's your girl Queen Bee with the poisonous
Chinchilla draggin' with the G-String
Bouncin' on Lorenzos, I'm the Bee with the
Who the fuck want (What?)
Bettin' it all at the tables, rip the casino
Vegas to Reno, me and Benzino
We gonna rock the party and drink Bacardi all night
Watch me my ass like a fresh bowl of jelly
Quite like Beyonc and Kelly
Love to see guys with tattoos on belly
Let's get nasty the car to the telly
Ooh, I got my with me, so go get your boys
Come ride 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 ya'll gon' do?
We gon' take it off, we gon' it out
It's hot in here, we burn it out
We gon' throw that thang, we gon' it up
Now what ya'll do?

2: Benzino
Benzino rock the city and you I can't stop
Back at the lounge with a Diddy Bop
lookin' mean and her whole team hot
Yo' what's up? Yo' up with ya'll?
She cranberry with a splash of Belvedere
What? Five carat ice in my ear
Always drinkin' Coniac ice when I'm here
...
how 'Zino puts his game 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' heated and you know what's on my
Me and you, outta hear, I think it's time
Make you tap out when I in from behind
Now that's what's up, now just

Verse 3: Petey
Hey, hey, hey, hey!
Me met a bitch of my dreams, corn
on, liquor inside my head like that
Pants saggin', hat to the back
I'm in New York City, can you hear me
Weavin' through the traffic, shootin' daps
find Benzino, is it him in the back
Bring it back, porn X on the back
Be like hey, hey, hey, how'd she do
Pretty woman, with her fine self
Bow-legged with her tight legs
Tryna get here with her friend in the black dress
Spread her coochie on my sun beam bread
Now I sayin' to myself, Petey-Petey
Get freaky, boy I can't even say it
And I got no need to be
things ain't supposed to be said

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

til fade