Luyện nghe bài hát We Keep It Rockin

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

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

[Verse 2 - Swizz
Swizzy blanco the Bronx yo
See me in my Aston, I'm moving slow
Road to Dyer Ave
Y'all niggas'll die for the life I
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 I've been fire
You ain't never seen a like me you a liar

3 - Jim Jones]
Soon as I on the scene, you hear the bitches screaming
I'm looking money, stickup kids scheming
Spent forty on the watch, the wrist gleaming
I'm in the hood in the trap, got the whip
In Harlem when I talk it's God speaking
Listen close little momma the car chill
Vampire life I hear 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 heading down
I got homies in the jungle clap rounds

[Verse 4 -
Yo, take a up top
They turning niggas to
It's on as soon as you cross 110th
Yeah, you see poverty at best
If we ain't in the front of the lobby, we on the
Yep, hundred in the V.I.
Feel the shake when they start playing B.I.
Razors in the mouth, the shotguns is knee
Some of us True, some of us rock Levi's
Ahh, but we all Polo
Don't what borrough, NY is the logo
to the popo's a no-no
That be a rule that's global

5 - Joell Ortiz]
You know they had to to put the on it
Like my fans, when I crowd dive, I'ma catch a on it
scope shotty on it
I'm the right now, I put my project lobby on it
Pun I'm the new Puerto Rico guy
Get my suit, I want it with the B.O.Y
rap image 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 hall like Cerami
Now a party, I got a little change but ain't change
So over a bottle of Bacardi