Luyện nghe bài hát We Keep It Rockin

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

1 - Maino]
Roll up in the club like
We need our bottles right now
We gone a toast to the town
Drinks in the air, go
Welcome to my city, see the lights
Diamonds on my wrist, bright
The fast cars, the hot girls, the night
The blue Yankee to the back, the Nikes
tequila with divas
I can't stand, I'm too drunk,
People out of call me Brooklyn
Because they know how I it, Brooklyn

[Verse 2 - Beatz]
blanco from the Bronx yo
See me in my Aston, I'm real slow
Boston Road to Ave
Y'all die for the life I have
I'm the one to make the artists blow,
Smoke then go to party 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 never seen a monster like me you a liar

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

[Verse 4 -
Yo, take a up top
They turning niggas to
It's on as soon as you cross Street
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 floor shake when they start B.I.
in the mouth, the shotguns is knee high
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 should be a rule that's

[Verse 5 - Ortiz]
You they had to to put the papi on it
Like my fans, when I crowd dive, catch a body on it
Leopold shotty 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 don't it with the B.O.Y
Your rap mad gimmick, he no lie
I go all out like Margarito eye
Yaowa, the call of my army
We'll turn your face to a dance hall Cerami
Now this a party, I got a little but ain't change
So send over a of Bacardi