Lean Back (Karaoke Version Teaching Vocal)

(Karaoke Version Teaching Vocal) - Karaoke

Yeah

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 yeah

I don't give a f**k 'bout your fault or mis-happenin's ni**a

We from the Bronx New York sh*t happens

Kids clappin' love to spark the place

Half the niggas in the squad got a scar on they face

It's a cold world and this is ice

Half a mil' for the charm ni**a this is life

Got the Phantom in front of the building Trinity Ave

Ten years been legit they still figure me bad

As a young it was too much to cope with

Why you think mo'f**kers nick named me Cook Coke Sh*t

Should've been called Don Robbery

Extortion or maybe grand larceny

I did it all I put the pieces to the puzzle

This long I knew me and my peoples was gon' bubble

Came out the gate on some flow Joe sh*t

Fat ni**a with shoty was the logo kid

Said my niggas don't dance

We just pull up our pants and do the roc away

Now lean back lean back lean back lean back

I said my niggas don't dance

We just pull up our pants and do the roc away

Now lean back lean back lean back lean back

R to the e'zzy' M to the whizz I

My arms stay breezy the don's stay flizz

I got a date at eight I'm in a seven forty 'fizz I've

And I just bought a bike so I can ride til' I die

With a matchin' jacket 'bout to cop me a mansion

My niggas in the club but you know they not dancin'

We gangsta and gangstas don't dance or boogie

So never mind how we got in here with the weapons

And hoodies

Listen we don't pay admission and 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 like my necklace started relaxin' now

That's what the f**k I call a chain reaction

See money ain't a thing ni**a we still the same ni**a

Flows just changed now we 'bout to change the game ni**a

Don't dance

We just pull up our pants and do the roc away

Now lean back lean back lean back lean back

I said my niggas don't dance

We just pull up our pants and do the roc away

Now lean back lean back lean back lean back

Now we livin' better now Gucci sweater now

And that G4 could fly through any weather now

See niggas get tight when you worth some millions

That's why I sport the chinchilla to hurt they feelin's

Your can find Joe crack at all type of sh*t

Out at Vegas front roll on all the fights and sh*t

If I woulda brought Compton they'd prolly squeal

'Cause half these rappers dead broke like Derick fo' real

If you cross the line damn right I'm gon' hurt you

These fagot niggas even made gang signs commercials

Even Lil' Bow Wow throwin' it up

B2K crip walkin' like that's what's up

Kay keep tellin' me to speak about da rucker

Matter of fact I don't wanna speak about da rucker

Not even pee wee Kirkland could imagine this

My niggas didn't have to play to win the championship

Don't dance

We just pull up our pants and do the roc away

Now lean back lean back lean back lean back

I said my niggas don't dance

We just pull up our pants and do the roc away

Now lean back lean back lean back lean back

Yeah Bronx B X bird Terror Squad

Uh Big punk forever to more terror forever

Yeah streets is ours now I mean

It ain't never gonna stop search Raul J P fa' ev'r come on