Luyện nghe bài hát We Keep It Rockin

New York knows how to party
New City knows how to party
New York City, keep it
The that's rotten
keep it rocking

[Verse 1 -
Roll up in the like blaow
We gone need our right now
We gone make a toast to the
in the air, go shawty
Welcome to my city, see the bright
Diamonds on my wrist, lights
The cars, the hot girls, the night life
The Yankee to the back, the white Nikes
tequila with divas
I can't stand, I'm too drunk,
People out of call me Brooklyn
Because know how I keep it, Brooklyn

[Verse 2 - Beatz]
Swizzy blanco the Bronx yo
See me in my Aston, I'm moving real
Boston Road to Ave
Y'all niggas'll die for the I have
I'm the one to make the artists blow,
Smoke indo then go to mode
Put your up and then go retarded though
Damn, I got the to make the ground shake, earthquake
I do it for the Empire because I've been
You ain't never seen a like me you a liar

[Verse 3 - Jim
Soon as I step on the scene, you hear the screaming
I'm looking like money, stickup kids
Spent on the watch, keep the wrist gleaming
I'm in the in the trap, got the whip leaning
In Harlem when I it's like God speaking
Listen close momma that's the car chill
Vampire I hear your heart beating
Better little nigga before I start tweeking
And you can me up in Sactown
Or in the ghost, the Bronx is the
Why yo, FDR heading back
I got homies in the that clap rounds

[Verse 4 -
Yo, a trip up top
They niggas to mincemeat
It's on as soon as you 110th Street
Yeah, you see at it's best
If we in the front of the lobby, we on the steps
Yep, hundred in the V.I.
Feel the floor shake they start playing B.I.
Razors in the mouth, the shotguns is knee
of us rock True, some of us rock Levi's
Ahh, but we all rock
matter what borrough, NY is the logo
Talking to the popo's a
That should be a rule global

[Verse 5 - Joell
You know they had to to put the on it
Like my fans, when I crowd dive, catch a body on it
Leopold scope on it
I'm the hardest right now, I put my project on it
Pun I'm the new Puerto Rico guy
Get my suit, I don't want it the B.O.Y
Your rap mad gimmick, he no lie
I just go all out like eye
Yaowa, that's the call of my
We'll turn your face to a dance hall like
Now this a party, I got a change but ain't change
So send a bottle of Bacardi