Yeah, my n****s. Throw your hands in the air right now, man. Feeling **** right here. Scott
George, **** Yeah, Khaled. I see you, **** Showbiz. Yeah. Yeah. I don't give a ****
about your faults or mishap. **** We from the Bronx, New York. **** happens. Kids
clapping. Love to spark the place. Half the n****s in the squad got a scar on
their face. It's a cold world and this is ice. Half a mil for the charm. ****
This is life. Got the phantom in front of the building. Trinity, yeah. Ten years
been legit. They still figure me bad. As a young, was too much to cope with. Why you
think? Motherfuckers nicknamed me cook. **** Should have been called armed robbery.
It's all **** or maybe grand larceny. I did it all up with the pieces to the
puzzle. Just as long, I knew me and my people was gonna bubble. Came out the
gate, don't you flow Joe ****. Fat n**** with the shotty with the logo kicks. And
my n****s don't dance. We just pull up our pants and do the rockaway. Now lean back. Lean back.
Lean back. Lean back. Come on. I said my n****s don't dance. We just pull up our
pants and do the rockaway. Now lean back. Lean back. Lean back. Lean back.
Come on. Hard to the easy. Into the wizard. My arms stay breezy. The dawn stay
fizz. I got a date at eight. I'm in the 740 fizz. I just bought a bike so I can ride
till I die with a matching jacket. About to cop me a mansion. My n****s in the
club but you know they not dancing. We gangsta and gangstas don't dance with
boogies. So never mind how we got here with berets and hoodies. Listen, we don't
pay admission and the bouncers don't check us and we walk around the metal
detectives and it really ain't a need for a VIP section in the middle of the
dance floor. Reckless, check it, steady. Like my necklace started relaxing. Now
that's what the **** I call a change reaction. See, money ain't a thing,
n****. We still the same, n****. Slow just changed. Now we about to change the game,
n****s don't dance. We just pull up our pants and do the rock away. Lean back.
Lean back. Lean back. Come on. I said my n****s don't dance. We just pull up our
pants and do the rock away. Lean back. Lean back. Lean back. Lean back. Come
on. Now we living better now. Coochie sweater now. And that you four can fly
through any weather now. See, n****s get tight when you're worth some millions.
This is why I sport the chinchilla. Hurt their feelings. You can find Joe
Crack it all type of ****. Out of Vegas, front row to all the fights and ****.
If father born come, then they proudly squeal. Cause that's the rappers that
blow like dirt for real. If you cross the line, damn right, I'm going to hurt
you. These faggot n****s even made gang signs commercial. Even Lil Bow Wow
throwing it up. B2K Crip walking like that's what's up. Can't keep telling
me to speak about the rucka. Matter of fact, I don't want to speak about the
rucka. Not even Pee Wee Kirkman could imagine this. My n****s didn't have to
play to win the championship. N****s don't dance, we just pull up our pants
and do the rock away. Lean back. Lean back. Lean back. Lean back. I said my
n****s don't dance, we just pull up our pants and do the rock away. Lean back.
Lean back. Lean back. Come on.
Yeah.
Bronx. BX Burrell, Terra Squad.
Big Punk forever.
Tone Montana forever.
Yeah.
Streets is ours.
Come on.
Nah, man.
It ain't never gonna stop.
Search.
Raul.
Come on.
