Luyện nghe bài hát Move Back (Ft Drag-On, Jae Mills, Cardan & Lenox AveBoys) (Bonus Track)

[Intro:
Aww, man, yeah, Lenox Ave.
Aww, man, on, yea, yeah, yo

You doin' what you doin', get it
Starvin' and you robbin', and you catch a slippin', best get 'em
Hit 'em where the Lord split him
Introduce myself, go booth
In the far left lane, and I'm, hydro
And I'm, slingin' my 'caine, care how you feel
out the truck, check the wheels
Wanna get fucked, bitch kneel, let me splash in your
Who but me? right, get it right
Papi of motherfuckin' thing, truck tight
Rollin' my niggaz, we ain't lookin' for no fights
Now pop one in head, that's all she said
time to get head in my Mercedes-Benz
Chipped up and I ain't even bout my jams
Clipped up, so any nigga frontin', banned
'em all ten in his chin, I'm all in

[Chorus 4X:
Move back, move back, you fuck with me, huh
I'm the click called N.I.B

Next up, I that's me
Meeno, get it right, no
keep a weapon, see, run it ground
Worth of stones, less on me, why you stress on me
Niggaz mad cause I stretch my D., ya'll dudes want my
Here's what ya'll do, hit the lab, an album or two
Then I let you sign my shoe, that's just how I do
Everybody sayin', boy too up
Nah, I'm hot, plus Bentley Coup'd up
Who put, you too holdin' the stoupe up
Ya'll fault your broke, and not mine,
I'm Juve', I need it in my life
Got fifty birds flyin' in, later on
Rock and I hustle, so I get twice
Life is a gamble boy, your dice

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[Tony
Who you spit flows, get dough like I
In the L.A.B.'s, motherfucker, no lie
Hit the I've seen, back in late '95
Had to wait for two nine, and clickin' on both sides
Of course we ride, ride over the competition
The real has arrived, ya'll niggaz is finished
All I do is Nextel tag my lieutenant
Your click will get toe tagged tagged in two minutes
This to them fools thinkin' gon' catch the God slippin'
I'm on point and I'm always packin' my weapon
You see me in the club, believe me, I got the in
I slipped the DJ a guard, you slipped it in the records
you love it or hate it, but bet you gon' respect it
Rainbow glow, the lights hit off the necklace
I'm you can't be, young, black, rich, and wreckless
It's the god free, and L.A.B.'s, one two, it

2X]

[Interlude: Jae
Remix! Huh, yeah, 101, what?
You what it is when you hear that, Harlem
Fix ya face or smacked in it,
Harlem, right here,
You gon' stupid if you bounce to this man
You gonna only look a hater, huh-huh
Lenox Ave. Boyz, what up, it's only
They what it is, man, remix

Millz]
Move back, its no me, I'm from that place called NYC
H Dub to the death, and I give a fuck what party it is
I'm in the club wearin' sweats (hah)
Milk ears with the money colored
Ill two step, blowin' dubs the best
Live life, most hated, with my Lenox Ave.
Remix, Move Back, with Grease all the noise
Huh, your home boy so raw
And I even gotta say my name no more
Haters wanna my name to the law
But punchin' and kickin', to kick us all, can blame you for
catch me in the 'Lac with Snaps
Or lightin' sticky green 'dro, with and Meeno
You from the and you ain't no coward, well me neither
And you step on my sneaker, I really think you need to (move back, move
back)

This your boy to the
Same nigga, no talkin', just to the mass
I stab niggaz, throw the hawk in the
Peroxide my bullets, the burners a bath
fifty Z, burnin' the Ave
I'm old school, I still got the burnin' the glass
I pull the pump off my waist, and dumb in face
I'm a bit too hard for the radios to play
I still can spit eighty miles an in a verse
And my Coupe go miles an hour in reverse
I let my tool go, niggaz just studio killas
Nigga, I'mma killa in the
I got that'll hollow a wall
Point it to your jaw, you swallow it all
niggaz want hardcore?
What the fuck you think the R, and Full and D-Block is for?

They ask, that, that's P-Cardi
And what he in, he in, he in a Fer-rari
You know I'm strapped, you know I'm strapped, I got the on me
And what I'm wearin', and I'm wearin', a long Bigari
Thinkin' I'm Joe Clark, nigga, try to on me'
But if he is, like Biggie said, 'he bleed'
Niggaz ain't hard, niggaz heart full of
But go that, green, I go against your, brain
And fuck with me and the kid, I've been a daddy all my life
No 'dro, we gon' blow that alley all day, say
Act stupid, we it crackin' here tonight
Greasin', on the front, with Snappy on my right
If rap don't work, nigga, we go to the
Those hoes, so then you know we ain't pimpin'
I'm on, my toes, so nigga, no, I ain't
Too close, hold somethin', or now I Cardy didn't

[Terra
And if he know, what keep me
you know, I think it later
See me, and my guns come to, just like a
You up north, just like Anita Baker
Make up your mind, then come and ready, feen to meet maker
The man that laugh last, will surely laugh
Me have a gonna shut up and eat bars, and all of the
With them and I for black gangster (huh, I'm from the click N.I.B.)

Dirty Bastard]
But drunk, he hop inside, in the club gettin' tired
Bitches scatter all me, ready to excite it
All kittens got me flea bitten, eatin' out my mitten
I'm off top, my moves are unwritten
Now slitter to the snake, in the spring time
But strong on my own, Wu-Tang, I'm
desirin', jobs is hiring
Money admiring, never tiring
Rhymin' nothin', the easiest job ever
And I'm mine, holdin' it together
While money quadruple, from the cripple
Drinkin' a titty nipple, sippin' on ripple
Blunt keep on flippin', from keep dippin'
The mic I'm rippin', the record
The pussy drippin', the wet got me
The bitch I'm strippin', I'm platinum

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