Luyện nghe bài hát Lean Back (Remix)

Oh yeah, my niggaz, uh, huh
Throw hands in the air right now man
Feel this shit right here, Scott 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 on their face
It's a cold world and is ice
Half a mill for the charm, nigga this is
Got the Phantom in front of the buildin', Ave
Ten years legit, they still figure me bad
As a young n' was too to cope with
Why you think mu'fuckers nicknamed me Coke shit?
been called Armed Robbery
Extortion, or maybe Larceny
I did it all, I put the to the puzzle
Just as long, I knew me and my was gonna bubble
Came out the on some Flow Joe shit
Fat nigga with the shotty was the kid
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, lean
(Come on)
R to the Ezzy, M to the
My stay breezy, the Don stay 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 they not
We gangsta, and gangstas don't with boogies
So mind how we got in here with burners and hoodies
Listen we don't pay admission and the bouncers check us
And we walk the metal detectors
And there ain't a need for a VIP section
In the middle of the dance reckless, check it
Said, he liked my necklace, 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 we just pull up our pants
And do the Rockaway, now back, lean back, lean back, lean back
I said, my niggaz don't dance we just pull up our
And do the Rockaway, now lean back, lean back, lean back, back
(Come on)
Now we better now, Coogi sweater now
And G4 can fly through any weather now
See, niggaz get tight when you worth some
This is why I sport the chinchilla to hurt they
You can Joe Crack at all type of shit
Out in Vegas front row to all the and shit
If 5-0 boy come, they'd proudly squeal
'Cause half these they 'Blow' like Derek Foreal
If you the line, damn right I'm gonna hurt ya
These fagot even made gang signs commercial
Lil' Bow Wow throwin' it up
B2K crip like that's what's up
Kay keep tellin' me to about the Rucker
Matter of fact, I don't wanna about the Rucker
Not even Pee Wee could imagine this
My niggaz have to play to win the championship, come on
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 dance we pull up our pants
And do the Rockaway, now lean back, lean back, lean back, back
(Come on)
Ha, ha,
(Can you me?)
Bronx, BX borough, Squad, uh
(Ha)
Big Pun forever, Tone forever
(Can you me?)
Uh, yeah, is ours, come on
Nah man, it ain't gonna stop
Raul, JB, Fat Ant come on, uh