Luyện nghe bài hát Rockin' It (A.K.A. Spanish Harlem)

Now, all the on the left, you keep on
(Rockin' it)
And all the fellas on the right, you on
(Rockin' it)

And all my peoples in the back, you on
(Rockin' it)
And all the peoples in the front, you on
(Rockin' it)

Nina, listen, uno poppi chulo 69 and switchin'
to Belavour, just what you been missin' I'm gettin'
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On the Riviera with, the streets are made of satin

On me be for Kuna under the noona and palmetto on the
Bonticetti was Wichetto
We be doin' it way you could imagine
Now, it's up to the to make it mo' betta as we flo

And Foxy Bonita, cha cha cha Sonny
Excella Mardi Gras and we funky
I'm sex-posed to voodoo, see you peek-a-boo
Love style, what, my how do you mix

What, fix a or butt-ox she diggy
What, Aculpoco you bad don't hurt nobody
What, 3 miles out from the coast of City
Sonny Cheeba from the BX dig it

Now, all the divas on the left you on
(Rockin' it)
And all the on the right you keep on
(Rockin' it)

And all my peoples in the you keep on
(Rockin' it)
And all the in the front you keep on
(Rockin' it)

Now, all the divas on the you keep on
(Rockin' it)
And all the fellas on the right you on
(Rockin' it)

And all my peoples in the back you on
(Rockin' it)
And all the peoples in the you keep on
(Rockin' it)

She said, that I can call her genie me a martini
Some compliments of my paraphernalia Australia
I ain't no so don't you get it confused
I'm the sway-ful-lay, that's the man, that's the cherry fools

The N E ass and Fabu got Hawaiian
Spillin' mazzola between the cracks of my
Them sober days ain't even seen up in my inner
The strizzy of Hollywood raises my style of livin'

Lost solero
Searchin' every season for the sexy
Take my aphrodisiac and wing it back on
said, so to rise and full of bronx who said, "Uh"

Hater made the cats a-cough it out no shootout
Jive time sucka for Africa from like
up

Now, all the on the left, you keep on
(Rockin' it)
And all the fellas on the right, you on
(Rockin' it)

And all my peoples in the back, you on
(Rockin' it)
And all the peoples in the front, you on
(Rockin' it)

Da, da, da, day, da, da, da, da, day
What, yes her Cheeba, what, rocks to the beat
What, now you say Cheeba, if I say she say Cheeba
boleega Cheeba, ain't no naptan blue

Cheeba up the ganja, anesthesia
Now you say the lower, who rang
Right on time, midnight magic,
Max Julian, lower, who you dig,
Diamond bombers

So, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la
It's the Suede gleamin' with the diamond Cheeba
We blowin' morado, weezin' the lightnin' through dimensions
My broke collisions stay reflectin' off bottles of
The cashmere caught tech ca-nipsin'
suspension for this ride to Hollywood

Now, all the on the left, you keep on
(Rockin' it)
And all the on the right, you keep on
(Rockin' it)

And all my in the back, you keep on
(Rockin' it)
And all the in the front, you keep on
(Rockin' it)

Now, all the divas on the left, you on
(Rockin' it)
And all the fellas on the right, you on
(Rockin' it)

And all my peoples in the back, you on
(Rockin' it)
And all the in the front, you keep on
(Rockin' it)