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
and you robbin', and you catch a nigga slippin', best get 'em
Hit 'em where the good split him
myself, go booth yourself
In the far left lane, and I'm, hydro
And I'm, my 'caine, don't care how you feel
Checkin' out the truck, the wheels
get fucked, bitch kneel, let me splash in your grill
Who but me? Muthafuckin' right, get it
of this motherfuckin' thing, truck tight
Rollin' with my niggaz, we 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 talkin' 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 can't fuck me, huh
I'm the click called N.I.B

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

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[Tony
Who you know flows, get dough like I
In the L.A.B.'s, motherfucker, no lie
Hit the links I've seen, back in '95
Had to wait for two nine, rockin' and clickin' on both
Of course we ride, ride over the competition
The real has arrived, ya'll bitch niggaz is
All I gotta do is tag my lieutenant
Your whole click get toe tagged tagged in two minutes
This to them fools thinkin' they catch the God slippin'
I'm always on point and I'm packin' my weapon
You see me in the club, believe me, I got the in
I the DJ a guard, you slipped it in with the records
Either you it or hate it, but bet you gon' respect it
Rainbow glow, when the 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 know it is when you hear that, Harlem
Fix ya or smacked in it, Harlem
Harlem, here, Harlem
You gon' if you don't bounce to this man
You gonna only like a hater, huh-huh
Lenox Ave. Boyz, what up, only right
They what it is, man, remix

Millz]
Move back, its no touchin' me, I'm from that called NYC
H Dub to the death, and I don't give a fuck what it is
I'm still in the club wearin' (hah)
Milk with the money colored check
Ill two step, blowin' with the best
Live life, hated, with my Lenox Ave. Boyz
Remix, Move Back, with providing all the noise
Huh, home boy game so raw
And I ain't even gotta say my name no
Haters give my name to the law
But punchin' and kickin', to us all, they can blame you for
Might me in the 'Lac with Snaps
Or lightin' sticky green 'dro, with and Meeno
You from the hood and you 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
nigga, no talkin', just result to the mass
I stab niggaz, throw the hawk in the
my bullets, give the burners a bath
Three fifty Z, the Ave
I'm old school, I still got the fiends the glass
I pull the pump off my waist, and dumb in your
I'm a little bit too hard for the radios to
I can spit eighty miles an hour in a verse
And my Coupe go eighty miles an in reverse
I let my tool go, ya'll niggaz just studio
Nigga, I'mma in the studio
I got guns hollow a wall
Point it to your jaw, make you it all
Ya'll niggaz want
What the fuck you think the R, and Full Surface and is for?

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

[Terra
And if he know, what keep me
Think you know, I it later
See me, and my guns come to, like a waiter
You up north, singin' just 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 shut up and eat bars, and all of the prankster
With and I for black gangster (huh, I'm from the click called N.I.B.)

Dirty Bastard]
But drunk, when he hop inside, in the club tired
Bitches scatter all around me, ready to it
All these got me flea bitten, eatin' out my mitten
I'm comin' off top, my are unwritten
Now slitter to the snake, in the spring wither
But strong on my own, Wu-Tang, I'm
Women desirin', jobs is
Money admiring, never tiring
Rhymin' ain't nothin', the easiest job
And I'm doing mine, it together
While money quadruple, playin' the cripple
Drinkin' from a titty nipple, sippin' on
Blunt on flippin', from keep gettin' dippin'
The mic I'm rippin', the skippin'
The pussy drippin', the wet got me
The bitch I'm strippin', I'm platinum

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