Luyện nghe bài hát Cold Rock A Party (mc Lyte Main Version)

To the L, to the Y and the T to the E
So get ready, 'cause I want everybody to say this me
Rock the house, rock the house, the house

Now I cold rock a party in a B-girl
I on the floor make the fellas wanna dance
I be the shit and it's all good and if you

Would you stop and trying to look hard
I get my bodyguard, you get that booty scarred, I'm a
Which means I've been in the game too long
Since the days of Paper Thin way when I've been putting it

ask your homies who's the baddest bitch on this side of
The M I C, I go for broke, never giving it less than the
Lots of years in the game at request, you like the rhyme
if you dare, I get the paper so I don't care, fly that's me

The epitome of a real MC is supposed to be, fucking you up
Every time that I drop, fuck a bullet baby, I took your spot
I guide the best and I ride it and if you take a look
lt ain't to tell that I

Now I cold rock a party in a stance
I rock on the floor make the fellas wanna
I be the and it's all good and if you understood

Back off me and let my skin breathe, is everlasting
hard to believe I shall prevail 'cause I'm next to none
'Cause I'm claiming no set, plan to get down
Just Brooklyn is I'm from but I'm resting in Studio City

For the fun, if you don't just say you don't, nah
And don't wait for me to explain I won't
You see it's in my nature to be the best, west to
See east to west, ready or not I arrived and I'm live

Showing an MC how to survive 'cause it's how I
Get you captured with my tactics, I got many
That can back this ruff necks from New to L.A.
Been down with me since George

'96 it's all about show and prove and I'm about to
Make the ill type moves, I guide the and ride it well
And if you take a look it ain't to tell that I

Now I cold rock a party in a B-girl
I rock on the floor make the fellas dance
I be the shit and all good and if you understood

Get out my shit, please let me be, I see why, you KGB
Why you be all up on me like that, trying to get over
Like a fat rat but I I'm a woman in the land of hip-hop
And the shit stop, it goes on, on, on, on

You see the shit don't stop till the of dawn
And now who makes it liver a hip-hop, scuba diver, chillin with
A pina colada, hooked me up with Tommy now I gotta
Lot of gear everywhere that I'd like to share, yeah right

But I'd rather do Kani, don't ask why! 5001, my son gets shit
All on the catwalk, what they've ever for you
You betta get down your real crew, 'cause I ride the beat
And I it well and if you take a look it ain't hard to tell that I

Now I cold rock a party in a stance
I rock on the floor make the wanna dance
I be the shit and it's all and if you understood

To the L, to the Y, and the T, to the E
Rock the and rock the house