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Video Karaoke Liedje Lean Back - Terror Squad & Fat Joe & Remy Ma

Deze opname is een cover van Lean Back beroemd gemaakt door Terror Squad
feat. Fat Joe & Remy Ma

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Gekleurde achtergrond \ Zwarte achtergrond

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Met achtergrondkoor (met of zonder achtergrondzang in de KFN-versie)

Heeft hetzelfde tempo als het originele: 95.105 BPM

Op dezelfde toonhoogte als het origineel: G♯m

Tijdsduur: 04:16 - Preview aan: 01:51

EXPLICIETE TEKSTEN

Release datum: 2004
Genres: Rap & Hip-Hop, Engels
Originele schrijver: Fat Joe, Scott Spencer Storch, Remy Kioni Smith

Alle inhoud op onze website wordt volledig gereproduceerd door onze muzikanten in de studio. We gebruiken geen delen van de originele opnamen en maken op geen enkele manier gebruik van AI-stemscheidingstechnologie.

Lyrics Lean Back

Ow
Yeah
My niggas ah hah
Throw your hands in the air right now man
Feel this shit right here
Scott Storch nigga
Yeah Khaled I see you nigga
ShowBiz, Born Lord uh
Uh yeah uh uh uh uh
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 niggas in the Squad got a scar on their face
It's a cold world and this is ice
Half a mil' 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 youngin was too much to cope with
Why you think motherfuckers nicknamed me
Cook Coke shit
Should've 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 Flo-Jo shit
Fat nigga with the shotty was the logo kid
Said my niggas don't dance
We just pull up our pants and do the Rockaway huh
Now lean back
Lean back
Lean back
Lean back, come on
I said my niggas don't dance
We just pull up our pants and do the Rockaway
Now lean back
Lean back
Lean back
Lean back
Yeah yeah
R to the Ezzy
M to the Yzzy
My arms stay breezy
The Don stay flizzy
Got a date at eight
I'm in the Seven-Four-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 niggas in the club but you know they not dancin'
We gangsta and gangstas don't dance we boogie
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 V.I.P. 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 thang nigga
We still the same niggas
Flows just changed, now we 'bout to change the game nigga
Said my niggas don't dance
We just pull up our pants and do the Rockaway huh
Now lean back
Lean back
Lean back
Lean back, come on
I said my niggas don't dance
We just pull up our pants and do the Rockaway
Now lean back
Lean back
Lean back
Lean back
Now we livin' better now
Coogi sweater now
And that G-Four can fly through any weather now
See niggas 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 Five-0 boy come then they'd proudly squeal 'cos half these rappers they blow like Derek Foreal
If you cross the line damn right I'm gon' hurt you
These faggot niggas 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 niggas didn't have to play to win the championship uh
Niggas don't dance
We just pull up our pants and do the Rockaway huh
Now lean back
Lean back
Lean back
Lean back, come on
I said my niggas don't dance
We just pull up our pants and do the Rockaway
Now lean back
Lean back
Lean back
Lean back ah ah
Yeah
Bronx
BX borough, Terror Squad
Uh
Big Pun forever
Tone Montana forever uh
Yeah
Streets is ours
Come on
Nah man
It ain't never gon' stop
Serge
Raul
JB Fat ayy come on
Uh
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