Luyện nghe bài hát Lean Back (remix) Fat Joe

I don't give a 'bout your fault or
We from the Bronx, New York happens
Kids clappin' love to spark the
Half the on the got a scar on they face
It's a cold world, and this is ice a mil' for the charm, this is life

Got the phantom in front of the building Ave
10 years been legit they still me bad
As a youngin', was too to cope with
Why you think, B-X nick-named me, Cook

Should've been called Don, robbery, extorsion or grand Larceny
I did it all, I put the pieces to the
This long, I knew me and my peoples was bubble.
Came out the gate, on some Joe fat with shotty was the logo kid.

Said, my dance
We pull up our pants and do the Roc-away
Now, lean back, lean back, lean back, back
I said, my don't
We just up our pants and do the Roc-away
Now lean back, back, lean back, lean back

R to the Ezzy, M to the whizz-I, my arms stay
The stay flizz-I, got a date at 8, I'm in a 740'fizz-I've
And I just bought a bike so I can til' I die
With a matchin' jacket, to cop me a mansion

My Squad in the club, but you know not dancin'
We gangsta, and gangstas don't dance, we
So never how we got in here with the burners and hoodies
Listen we pay admission, and bouncers don't check us
And we walk around the detectors and there really

Ain't a need for a VIP section in the middle of the dance
Reckless, check it, said it, my necklace, started relaxin'
Now, that's the hell I call a chain reaction
See, money ain't a thing , we still the , flows just changed
Now, we 'bout to change the

Said, my dance
We just pull up our and do the Roc-away
Now, lean back, lean back, lean back, lean
I said, my don't
We just pull up our pants and do the
Now lean back, lean back, lean back, lean

Now we better now, Gucci sweater now
And G4 could fly through, any weather now
See haters get tight, when you worth millions
why I sport the chinchilla to hurt they feelin's

Your can Joe Crack at all type of
Out at Vegas front roll on all the and
If I would've brought Compton, they'd squeel
'Cause half these rappers dead broke like fa' real

If you cross the line damn right, I'm hurt you
These even made signs commercials
Even Lil' Bow Wow it up
B2K crip walkin' that's what's up

Kay keep tellin' me to speak about da
Matter of fact, I don't wanna speak da Rucker
Not even Pee-Wee Kirkland could imagine
My champ Pee didn't have to play to win the

My don't
We just up our pants and, do the Roc-away
Now lean back, lean back, lean back, back
I said, my dance
We just pull up our pants and do the
Now lean back, lean back, back, lean back