Luyện nghe bài hát Lean Back (Remix) (Clean) (f/ Ma$e, Remy Martin, Eminem & Lil Jon)

[Intro: Lil
Stop!
the remix, What

[Intro 2:
Uh yea in tact
Who in the world wanna problem that?
For real I Harlem is back
Who in the world wanna problem with
Uh yea is back
Who in the world wanna problem that?
You know I Harlem is back
Who in the world wanna with that?

Jon]
Go!

Fat Joe + (Lil Jon in backround)]
Said my nnniz dance we just pull up our pants
And do the rockaway (YEAH!), now lean back, lean back, lean back, lean
I said my don't dance we just pull up our pants
And do the (YEAH!), now lean back, lean back, lean back, lean back

1: Ma$e (with Lil Jon in back round)]
Yo yo yo yo its vu
And the day do (Wus up!)
It'll be the day bleed
minus 80 degrees
King of Harlem ain't nobody me leave (tell em!)
Who else take 5 years off
Cold come back and fly lears off (Hey!)
Cats leave them leaning like Smirnoff (What!)
If haters wanna then its their loss (Yeah!)
up in the Rucker with all my Jake's on (Yeah!)
Car grills so big you can cook a on (yeah!)
People hear Ma$e call em' get their mase on
You hot 16 I'm a very song (Yeah!)
Been beating on the DJ before the song (yeah!)
You play Clake Kent you better your cake on (What!)
Plenty homes Mansion rooms
My necklace, 2 and 3 Bentley bulls now
Lean Back, Lean Back, back (come on)

[Lil Jon:] Back, Lean Back, lean back (eminem What's Up!)

[Verse 2: (with Lil Jon in back round)]
You want no problems with Harlem
You don't no problems with the boogie down Bronkster (Yeah!)
You want no drama with the blond bomber
Original don dotta of the bottle
The (hey!) from white America
Then Joe the for the Latino
Then we got Ma$e to represent everything else in between including the
percentages of the we don't
The best from each
The to the "dirty dirty"
further to Miami
All the way to Californ-i-a (hey, hey!)
It would probably be best now if I warned Dre to get on the horn and
him about the storm coming all our way
So him pack grab a gat right now get on the floor I'll wait
that a-- a little more my way
But baby I don't dance not I can't there's a pis--l in my pants

Fat Joe + (Lil Jon in backround)]
Said my nnniz don't we just pull up our pants
And do the rockaway (YEAH!), now back, lean back, lean back, lean back
I said my niggaz don't dance we just pull up our
And do the rockaway (YEAH!), now lean back, back, lean back, lean back

3: Remy Martin]
Ayo, pop but im hot,
an out of state spot,
and any think im not,
found in a vacant lot,
you dont really run wit da one chick who smoke dutchess for lunchess,
da castle hill i luncheon,
now its on it 4 da terror squad, pun, prospect, sunshine, geddy, crack and ma,
its the hottest chick, in game wont it,
mah 16 so mean, put 20 g's and mah on it,
2 flip,
i da average chick,
im a mac in da bak of the 45 pass 6,
and u kno i got enough dudes to a country,
any disrespectin pun he betta play da run c,
bring your mans, and den we all him,
den we timbaland tramplum, den we pull da cats in dem,
lean bak i aint eva wry, see im foreva glory, smakin up any chick in mah territory

Fat Joe + (Lil Jon in backround)]
Said my don't dance we just pull up our pants
And do the rockaway (YEAH!), now lean back, back, lean back, lean back
I said my niggaz don't dance we just up our pants
And do the rockaway (YEAH!), now lean back, lean back, lean back, lean

[Verse 4: Fat Joe (With Lil jon in round)]
No Judas or cowardice that Caine's brother is able to stop me
Not me!
Got the streets damn who can top P
Summer jam killed it man they did it all 1 beat
I guess I'm now
a down south brother to bring your boy out
As the wheel keeps
I can hear thinking Crack got one hit then he out
No Joey bring them out
Force you and yours to pour a Henny out
So much acting in the game
I had to them put the mic away and run and get your Emmy's out
Lean mother ....
here's a three peat we back at the Rucker
It's good coke preach it to your brother
The mic more rap and you mother...

Fat Joe + (Lil Jon in backround)]
Said my nnniz dance we just pull up our pants
And do the (YEAH!), now lean back, lean back, lean back, lean back
I said my niggaz don't we just pull up our pants
And do the rockaway (YEAH!), now back, lean back, lean back, lean back

Lil Jon]
Said my nnniz don't dance we just out a gat
And say blow your block away, lean back, lean back, lean
lean
I Said my nnniz don't dance we pull out a gat
And say blow your block away, lean back, lean back, lean
lean
(Hey!)