Lean Back (NGHTMRE Remix)

Yeah    My niggas
Throw ya hands in the air right now man
Feel this sh*t right here
I don＇t give a f**k ＇bout your faulty mishappenin＇s
Ni**a we from the Bronx  New York    sh*t happens
Kids clappin＇ love to spark the place
Half the niggas on 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 building Trinity Ave
10 years been legit they still figure me bad
As a youngin＇  I 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  extorsion 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  no I didn＇t flow Joe sh*t
Fat ni**a with shotty was the logo kid
Said my niggas don＇t dance
We just pull up the pants and
Do the Roc-away
Now lean back  lean back  lean back  lean back
I said my niggas don＇t dance
See we just pull up the pants and
Do the Roc-away
Now lean back  lean back  lean back  lean back
R to the E＇zzy＇
My arms stay breezy
The Don＇s stay fizz-i
Got a date  the day I was in the 740＇fizz-i
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- we boogie
So nevermind how we got in here with the burners 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 no need for a VIP section in the middle of the dance floor
Reckless  check it  said it
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
Said my niggas don＇t dance
We just pull up the 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 the 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 chincilla 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 visited Compton  they＇d prolly squeel
＇Cause half these rappers dead broke like dirick fa＇ real
If you cross the line damn right  I＇m gon＇ hurt you
These faggot niggas even made gang size commercials
Even Lil＇ Bow Wow throwin＇ it up
B2K crip walkin＇ like that＇s what＇s up
Can＇t keep tellin＇ me to talk about 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
My niggas don＇t dance
We just pull up the 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 the pants and
Do the Roc-away
Now lean back  lean back  lean back  lean back