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

[Intro:
Aww, man, yeah, Ave. Boyz
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 Lord him
Introduce myself, go booth
In the far left lane, and I'm, hydro
And I'm, slingin' my 'caine, care how you feel
Checkin' out the truck, check the
get fucked, bitch kneel, let me splash in your grill
Who but me? Muthafuckin' right, get it
Papi of this thing, truck tight
Rollin' with my niggaz, we ain't lookin' for no
Now pop one in your head, that's all she
It's time to get 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, back, you can't fuck with me, huh
I'm from the called N.I.B

Next up, I believe me
Meeno, get it right, no
keep a weapon, see, run it ground
Worth of stones, nothin' on me, why you stress on me
Niggaz mad cause I stretch my D., ya'll want my recipe?
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 busy holdin' the up
Ya'll your broke, and not mine, stupe'a
I'm like Juve', I it in my life
Got fifty birds flyin' in, on tonight
Rock and I hustle, so I get twice
Life is a gamble boy, your dice

4X]

[Tony
Who you know spit flows, get 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 sides
Of course we ride, ride over the competition
The real has arrived, bitch 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' they gon' 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 with the
Either you 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
the god free, and L.A.B.'s, one two, check it

2X]

[Interlude: Jae
Remix! Huh, yeah, it's 101,
You know what it is when you hear that,
Fix ya face or in it, Harlem
Harlem, here, Harlem
You gon' stupid if you don't bounce to man
You gonna only look like a hater,
Lenox Ave. Boyz, up, it's only right
They know what it is, man,

[Jae
Move back, its no touchin' me, I'm from place called NYC
H Dub to the death, and I give a fuck what party it is
I'm still in the club wearin' (hah)
Milk with the money colored check
Ill two step, blowin' dubs with the
Live life, most hated, my Lenox Ave. Boyz
Remix, Back, with Grease providing all the noise
Huh, home boy game so raw
And I ain't even gotta say my name no
Haters wanna my name to the law
But punchin' and kickin', to kick us all, can blame you for
Might catch me in the with Snaps
Or lightin' green 'dro, with Wink and Meeno
You from the hood and you no coward, well me neither
And before you step on my sneaker, I really 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, give the a bath
Three Z, burnin' the Ave
I'm old school, I still got the fiends burnin' the
I the pump off my waist, and dumb in your face
I'm a little bit too hard for the to play
I can spit eighty miles an hour in a verse
And my go eighty miles an hour in reverse
I let my tool go, niggaz just studio killas
Nigga, I'mma killa in the
I got guns that'll a wall
it to your jaw, make you swallow it all
Ya'll want hardcore?
What the fuck you think the R, and Full Surface and D-Block is

They ask, who's that, that's
And what he in, he in, he in a Fer-rari
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 long
I'm Joe Clark, nigga, try to 'lean on me'
But if he is, like Biggie said, 'he bleed'
Niggaz ain't hard, niggaz heart full of
But go against that, green, I go your, brain
And don't fuck 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 work, nigga, we go to the kitchen
Those ain't hoes, so then you know we ain't
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, keep me little
Think you know, I think it
See me, and my guns come to, like a waiter
You up north, just like Anita Baker
Make up your mind, then come and ready, feen to your maker
The man that laugh last, surely laugh harder
Me have a shut up and eat bars, and all of the prankster
With them and I for black gangster (huh, I'm from the click N.I.B.)

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

4X]