Luyện nghe bài hát We Keep It Rockin

New York City how to party
New York knows how to party
New York City, it rocking
The apple rotten
They keep it

1 - Maino]
Roll up in the club like
We gone our bottles right now
We make a toast to the town
in the air, go shawty
Welcome to my city, see the bright
Diamonds on my wrist, lights
The fast cars, the hot girls, the life
The blue Yankee to the back, the white
tequila with divas
I stand, I'm too drunk, Jesus
out of town call me Brooklyn
Because they know how I it, Brooklyn

[Verse 2 - Swizz
blanco from the Bronx yo
See me in my Aston, I'm real slow
Boston Road to Ave
niggas'll die for the life I have
I'm the one to the artists blow, Nintendo
Smoke indo then go to mode
Put your up and then go retarded though
Damn, I got the beats to 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

3 - Jim Jones]
Soon as I step on the scene, you the bitches screaming
I'm looking like money, kids scheming
Spent on the watch, keep the wrist gleaming
I'm in the in the trap, got the whip leaning
In Harlem when I talk like God speaking
Listen little momma that's the car chill
life I hear your heart beating
Better chill little nigga before I start
And you can me up in Sactown
Or in the ghost, the is the background
Why yo, FDR back down
I got homies in the jungle that rounds

[Verse 4 -
Yo, take a up top
They niggas to mincemeat
It's on as soon as you cross Street
Yeah, you see at it's best
If we ain't in the front of the lobby, we on the
Yep, deep in the V.I.
Feel the floor shake when start playing B.I.
in the mouth, the shotguns is knee high
Some of us rock True, of us rock Levi's
Ahh, but we all rock
Don't matter borrough, NY is the logo
to the popo's a no-no
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, I'ma a body on it
Leopold scope on it
I'm the hardest right now, I put my lobby on it
Pun gone I'm the new Rico guy
Get my suit, I want it with the B.O.Y
Your rap mad gimmick, he no lie
I go all out like Margarito eye
Yaowa, that's the of my army
turn your face to a dance hall like Cerami
Now this a party, I got a little change but change
So send over a bottle of