lean back

Throw your hands in the air right now man

Feel this sh*t right here Scott Storch ni**a

Yeah Khalid I see you ni**a
Show Big Pun love Uh Yeah Uh Yo

I dont give a f**k about your faults or mishappens ni**a

We from the Bronx New York sh*t happens
Kids clappin love to spark the place
Half the niggaz in the squad got a scar on their face
Its a cold world and this is ice
Half a mill for the charm ni**a this is life
Got the Phantom in front of the buildin Trinity Ave
Ten years been legit they still figure me bad
As a youngn was too much to cope with
Why you think C muf**kers nicknamed me Cook Coke sh*t
Shoulda been called Armed Robbery
Extortion or maybe Grand Larceny
I did it all I put the pieces to the puzzle
Just as long I knew me and my peoples was gon bubble
Came out the gate on some Flow Joe sh*t
Fat ni**a with the shotty was the logo kid
Chorus: Fat Joe
Said my niggaz dont dance we just pull up our pants
And do the rockaway now lean back lean back lean back lean back
I said my niggaz dont dance we just pull up our pants
And do the rockaway now lean back lean back lean back lean back
R to the Ezzy M to the Yzzy
My arms stay breezy the Don stay flizzy
Got a date at 8 Im in the 7-4-fizzive
And I just bought a bike so I can ride till I die
With a matchin jacket bout to cop me a mansion
My niggaz in the club but you know they not dancin
We gangsta and gangstas dont dance with boogies
So never mind how we got in here with burners and hoodies
Listen we dont pay admission and the bouncers dont check us
And we - walk around the metal detectors
And there really aint a need for a VIP section
In the middle of the dance floor reckless check it
Said he - liked my necklace started relaxin
Now thats what the f**k I call a chain reaction
See 'Money Aint a Thing' ni**a we still the same niggaz
Flows just changed now we bout to change the game ni**a
Said my niggaz dont dance we just pull up our pants
And do the rockaway now lean back lean back lean back lean back
I said my niggaz dont dance we just pull up our pants
And do the rockaway now lean back lean back lean back lean back
Now we living better now Coogi sweater now
And that G4 can fly through any weather now
See niggaz get tight when you worth some millions
This is why I sport the chinchilla to hurt they feelings
You can find Joe Crack at all type of sh*t
Out in Vegas front row to all the fights and sh*t
If 5-0 boy come then theyd proudly squeal
Cause half these rappers they +Blow+ like Derek Foreal
If you cross the line damn right Im gon hurt ya
These faggot niggaz even made gang signs commercial
Even Lil Bow Wow throwin it up
B2K crip walkin like thats whats up
Kay keep tellin me to speak about the Rucker
Matter of fact I dont wanna speak about the Rucker
Not even Pee Wee Kirkland could imagine this
My niggaz didnt haveto play to win the championship come on
Chorus: Fat Joe
Niggaz dont dance we just pull up our pants
And do the rockaway now lean back lean back lean back lean back
I said my niggaz dont dance we just pull up our pants
And do the rockaway now lean back lean back lean back lean back
Ha ha yeah

Bronx BX borough Terror Squad uh

Big Pun forever Tone Montana forever

Uh Yeah Streets is ours come on
Nah man it aint never gon stop

Search Raul JB Fat Ant come on Uh