Luyện nghe bài hát We Keep It Rockin

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

[Verse 1 -
Roll up in the club like
We need our bottles right now
We gone make a toast to the
Drinks in the air, go
to my city, see the bright lights
Diamonds on my wrist, bright
The cars, the hot girls, the night life
The blue Yankee to the back, the white
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 from the Bronx yo
See me in my Aston, I'm moving real
Boston to Dyer Ave
niggas'll die for the life I have
I'm the one to make the blow, Nintendo
Smoke indo go to party mode
Put your hands up and then go retarded
Damn, I got the beats to the ground shake, earthquake
I do it for the Empire I've been fire
You ain't seen a monster like me you a liar

[Verse 3 - Jim
as I step on the scene, you hear the bitches screaming
I'm looking like money, kids scheming
Spent forty on the watch, the wrist gleaming
I'm in the hood in the trap, got the whip
In Harlem I talk it's like God speaking
Listen close little momma the car chill
life I hear your heart beating
Better chill little nigga before I tweeking
And you can catch me up in
Or in the ghost, the Bronx is the
Why yo, FDR heading down
I got homies in the that clap rounds

[Verse 4 -
Yo, a trip up top
They turning niggas to
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, hundred in the V.I.
Feel the floor shake when they start B.I.
Razors in the mouth, the shotguns is knee
Some of us rock True, some of us rock
Ahh, but we all Polo
Don't matter borrough, NY is the logo
to the popo's a no-no
That should be a rule global

[Verse 5 - Ortiz]
You they had to to put the papi on it
Like my fans, I crowd dive, I'ma catch a body on it
scope shotty on it
I'm the hardest right now, I put my lobby 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 go all out like Margarito eye
Yaowa, that's the of my army
We'll turn your face to a dance like Cerami
Now this a party, I got a little but ain't change
So send over a of Bacardi