Luyện nghe bài hát Lean Back (Remix)

Oh yeah, my niggaz, uh, huh
Throw your hands in the air now man
Feel shit right here, Scott Storch nigga
Yeah, I see you nigga
Big Pun love, uh, yeah, uh, yo
I don't a fuck about your faults or mis happens, nigga
We from the Bronx, New York shit
Kids clappin', love to the place
Half the niggaz in the squad got a on their face
It's a cold world and is ice
Half a mill for the charm, this is life
Got the Phantom in front of the buildin', Ave
Ten been legit, they still figure me bad
As a young n' was too much to cope
Why you mu'fuckers nicknamed me Cook Coke shit?
Shoulda been Armed Robbery
Extortion, or Grand Larceny
I did it all, I put the pieces to the
Just as long, I me and my peoples was gonna bubble
Came out the gate on some Joe shit
Fat with the shotty was the logo kid
Said, my niggaz don't dance we just up our pants
And do the Rockaway, now lean back, lean back, lean back, back
I said, my niggaz don't we just pull up our pants
And do the Rockaway, now lean back, back, lean back, lean back
(Come on)
R to the Ezzy, M to the
My arms stay breezy, the Don flizzy
Got a at 8, I'm in the 7-4-fizzive
And I just bought a bike so I can till I die
With a jacket, 'bout to cop me a mansion
My niggaz in the club but you know not dancin'
We gangsta, and gangstas don't dance with
So never mind how we got in here with burners and
we don't pay admission and the bouncers don't check us
And we around the metal detectors
And there really ain't a for a VIP section
In the middle of the dance floor reckless, it
Said, he liked my necklace, relaxin'
Now that's what the fuck I a chain reaction
See 'Money Ain't A Thing' nigga, we still the niggaz
Flows just now we 'bout to change the game nigga
Said, my niggaz dance we just pull up our pants
And do the Rockaway, now lean back, lean back, lean back, back
I said, my niggaz dance we just pull up our pants
And do the Rockaway, now lean back, lean back, lean back, back
(Come on)
Now we living better now, Coogi now
And that G4 can fly any weather now
See, niggaz get tight when you some millions
This is why I sport the chinchilla to they feelings
You can find Joe Crack at all type of
Out in Vegas front row to all the fights and
If 5-0 boy come, then they'd squeal
'Cause half these they 'Blow' like Derek Foreal
If you cross the line, damn right I'm gonna ya
These fagot niggaz even gang signs commercial
Lil' Bow Wow throwin' it up
B2K crip like that's what's up
Kay keep me to speak about the Rucker
Matter of fact, I don't wanna about the Rucker
Not even Pee Wee Kirkland could imagine
My niggaz didn't have to to win the championship, come on
Niggaz don't dance we just pull up our
And do the Rockaway, now lean back, lean back, back, lean back
I said, my don't dance we just pull up our pants
And do the Rockaway, now back, lean back, lean back, lean back
(Come on)
Ha, ha,
(Can you me?)
Bronx, BX borough, Squad, uh
(Ha)
Big Pun forever, Montana forever
(Can you me?)
Uh, yeah, streets is ours, on
Nah man, it never gonna stop
Search Raul, JB, Fat Ant on, uh