Luyện nghe bài hát Lean Back (Remix)

Oh yeah, my niggaz, uh, huh
Throw your in the air right now man
Feel shit right here, Scott Storch nigga
Yeah, Khalid I see you
Big Pun love, uh, yeah, uh, yo
I give a fuck about your faults or mis happens, nigga
We from the Bronx, New shit happens
clappin', love to spark the place
Half the in the squad got a scar on their face
a cold world and this is ice
Half a mill for the charm, nigga is life
Got the Phantom in front of the buildin', Ave
Ten years been legit, still figure me bad
As a young n' was too to cope with
Why you think nicknamed me Cook Coke shit?
been 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
Came out the gate on some Flow Joe
Fat with the shotty was the logo kid
Said, my niggaz don't dance we just pull up our
And do the Rockaway, now lean back, lean back, back, lean back
I said, my niggaz don't dance we just 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 stay breezy, the Don stay flizzy
Got a date at 8, I'm in the
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 boogies
So never mind how we got in here burners and hoodies
Listen we don't pay admission and the bouncers don't us
And we around the metal detectors
And really ain't a need for a VIP section
In the of the dance floor reckless, check it
Said, he my necklace, started relaxin'
Now what the fuck I call a chain reaction
See 'Money Ain't A Thing' nigga, we still the same
Flows just changed now we 'bout to change the game
Said, my 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 lean back, lean back, lean back, lean
(Come on)
Now we living now, Coogi sweater now
And that G4 can fly any weather now
See, niggaz get tight when you worth millions
is why I sport the chinchilla to hurt they feelings
You can Joe Crack at all type of shit
Out in Vegas row to all the fights and shit
If 5-0 boy come, then proudly squeal
'Cause half these rappers they like Derek Foreal
If you the line, damn right I'm gonna hurt ya
These fagot niggaz even made gang signs
Even Bow Wow throwin' it up
B2K crip like that's what's up
Kay keep tellin' me to speak about the
Matter of fact, I don't wanna speak about the
Not even Pee Wee Kirkland could imagine
My didn't have to play to win the championship, come on
Niggaz dance we just pull up our pants
And do the Rockaway, now lean back, lean back, back, lean back
I said, my niggaz don't dance we just up our pants
And do the Rockaway, now lean back, 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, is ours, come on
Nah man, it ain't gonna stop
Search Raul, JB, Fat Ant on, uh