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      Fat Joe

      Album: True Story

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      Fat Joe - Lean Back Música y Letra

      Intro: fat joe]
      Owwwwww!!!! yeah! my niggaz!!! uh huh!!!
      Throw your hands in the air right now man!!!
      Feel this shit right here! scott storch nigga!
      Yeah khalid i see you nigga!!!
      Show big pun love! uh! yeah! uh! yo!
      [verse 1: fat joe]
      I don't give a fuck about your faults or mishappens nigga
      We from the bronx, new york, shit happens
      Kids clappin, love to spark the place
      Half the niggaz in the squad got a scar on their face
      It's a cold world and this is ice
      Half a mill for the charm, nigga this is life
      Got the phantom in front of the buildin, trinity ave
      Ten years been legit, they still figure me bad
      As a young'n - was too much to cope with
      Why you think ? mu'fuckers nicknamed me cook coke shit
      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 shit
      Fat nigga with the shotty was the logo kid!
      [chorus: fat joe]
      Said my niggaz don't dance we just pull up our pants
      And do the rockaway, now lean back, lean back, lean back, lean back
      I said my niggaz don't dance we just pull up our pants
      And do the rockaway, now lean back, lean back, lean back, lean back
      (come on!)
      [verse 2: remy martin]
      R to the ezzy, m to the yzzy
      My arms stay breezy, the don stay flizzy
      Got a date at 8, i'm 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 don't dance with boogies
      So never mind how we got in here with burners and hoodies
      Listen we don't pay admission and the bouncers don't check us
      And we - walk around the metal detectors
      And there really ain't a need for a vip section
      In the middle of the dance floor reckless, check it
      Said he - liked my necklace, started relaxin
      Now that's what the fuck i call a chain reaction
      See money ain't a thing nigga, we still the same niggaz
      Flows just changed now we bout to change the game nigga
      [chorus: fat joe]
      Said my niggaz don't dance we just pull up our pants
      And do the rockaway, now lean back, lean back, lean back, lean back
      I said my niggaz don't dance we just pull up our pants
      And do the rockaway, now lean back, lean back, lean back, lean back
      (come on!)
      [verse 3: fat joe]
      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 shit
      Out in vegas front row to all the fights and shit
      If 5-0 boy come, then they'd proudly squeal
      Cause half these rappers they +blow+ like derek foreal
      If you cross the line, damn right i'm 'gon hurt ya
      These faggot niggaz even made gang signs commercial
      Even lil' bow wow throwin it up
      B2k crip walkin like that's what's up!
      Kay keep tellin me to speak about the rucker
      Matter of fact, i don't wanna speak about the rucker
      Not even pee wee kirkland could imagine this
      My niggaz didn't have to play to win the championship, come on!
      [chorus: fat joe]
      Niggaz don't dance we just pull up our pants
      And do the rockaway, now lean back, lean back, lean back, lean back
      I said my niggaz don't dance we just pull up our pants
      And do the rockaway, now lean back, lean back, lean back, lean back
      (come on!)
      [outro: fat joe]
      Ha! ha! yeah! (can you hear me?!)
      Bronx, bx borough, terror squad, uh (ha!)
      Big pun forever, tone montana forever (can you hear me?!)
      Uh! yeah! streets is ours, come on!!!
      Nah man, it ain't never gon stop
      Search!!! raul!!! jb, fat ant come on!!! uh!!

      Fat Joe - Lean Back Música y Letra

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