Luyện nghe bài hát Lean Back (Remix)

Oh yeah, my niggaz, uh, huh
Throw your in the air right now man
Feel this right here, Scott Storch nigga
Yeah, I see you nigga
Big Pun love, uh, yeah, uh, yo
I don't give a about your faults or mis happens, nigga
We from the Bronx, New York shit
Kids clappin', love to spark the
Half the niggaz in the squad got a scar on their
It's a cold world and is ice
Half a mill for the charm, this is life
Got the Phantom in of the buildin', Trinity Ave
Ten years been legit, they figure me bad
As a young n' was too to cope with
Why you think nicknamed me Cook Coke shit?
Shoulda called Armed Robbery
Extortion, or maybe Larceny
I did it all, I put the pieces to the
Just as long, I knew me and my peoples was bubble
out the gate on some Flow Joe shit
Fat with the shotty was the logo kid
Said, my niggaz don't we just pull up our pants
And do the Rockaway, now lean back, lean back, back, lean back
I said, my niggaz don't we just pull up our pants
And do the Rockaway, now lean back, lean back, lean back, back
(Come on)
R to the Ezzy, M to the
My arms breezy, the Don stay flizzy
Got a date at 8, I'm in the
And I just bought a bike so I can ride I die
With a matchin' jacket, to cop me a mansion
My in the club but you know they not dancin'
We gangsta, and gangstas don't with boogies
So never mind how we got in with burners and hoodies
Listen we don't pay admission and the don't check us
And we walk around the detectors
And there really a need for a VIP section
In the of the dance floor reckless, check it
Said, he liked my necklace, started
Now that's what the fuck I call a chain
See 'Money Ain't A Thing' nigga, we the same niggaz
just changed now we 'bout to change the game nigga
Said, my niggaz don't we just pull up our pants
And do the Rockaway, now lean back, back, lean back, lean back
I said, my niggaz don't dance we pull up our pants
And do the Rockaway, now lean back, lean back, lean back, lean
(Come on)
Now we living better now, sweater now
And that G4 can fly any weather now
See, niggaz get tight when you worth millions
This is why I the chinchilla to hurt 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, they'd proudly squeal
'Cause half rappers they 'Blow' like Derek Foreal
If you cross the line, damn right I'm gonna ya
fagot niggaz even made gang signs commercial
Even Lil' Bow Wow it up
B2K crip like that's what's up
Kay keep tellin' me to speak the Rucker
of fact, I don't wanna speak about the Rucker
Not even Pee Wee Kirkland could this
My niggaz didn't have to to win the championship, come on
Niggaz don't dance we just up our pants
And do the Rockaway, now lean back, lean back, lean back, lean
I said, my niggaz don't we just pull up our pants
And do the Rockaway, now lean back, lean back, 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 ain't gonna stop
Raul, JB, Fat Ant come on, uh