Текст песни Lean Back

(Version 1 Feat. Fat Joe, Lil Jon, Eminem & Mase)

[Intro- Lil Jon]

Stop! It's the mothafuckin remix!

[Lil Jon over Mase]

Yeah!

Yeah!

Eminem nigga!

Lil Jon nigga!

Mase and Bethem!

That is yours!

[Mase]

Uh Ya Harlem is back

Who in the world want a problem wit that

For real I heard Harlem is back

Who in the world want a problem wit that

Uh ya real Harlem is back

Who in the world want a problem wit that

Uh I heard Harlem is back

Who in the world want a problem wit that

[Chorus - Fat Joe]

I said my niggas don't dance

We just pull up our pants

And do the roc-a-way

Now lean back, lean back, lean back, lean back

[Chorus - Fat Joe]

I said my niggas don't dance

We just pull up our pants

And do the roc-a-way

Now lean back, lean back, lean back, lean back

[Verse 1- Mase]

Yo, yo, yo, we goin Deja Vu

Then the day ya'll do

It'll be the day ya'll bleed

Rich minus eighty degrees

King of Harlem ain't no body made me leave

Who else could take five years off

Cold turkey, come back, and fly leers off

Cats front they gonna leanin like smirnoff

If haters wanna hate then its their loss

Come up in the rucka wit all my jigs on

Got grills so big you can cook a steak on

You gonna hear Mase gone

When they get a Mase on

You a hot 16, I'm a very great song

If beatin on the DJ before the Mase song

He play Clark Kent, you better have your cape on

Plenty grooms, mansion many rooms

My neckless, two X's, and three benty boom (lean back)

[Chorus - Fat Joe]

I said my niggas don't dance

We just pull up our pants

And do the roc-a-way

Now lean back, lean back, lean back, lean back

[Chorus - Fat Joe]

I said my niggas don't dance

We just pull up our pants

And do the roc-a-way

Now lean back, lean back, lean back, lean back

[Lil Jon]

Eminem whats up!

[Verse 2- Eminem]

You don't want no problems with Harlem

You don't want no problems wit da boogy down Bronxton

You don't want no drama wit da blonde bomber Terror Squad - Lean Back - http://ru.motolyrics.com/terror-squad/lean-back-lyrics.html

Original don gotta of the blonde bottle, the model

For white america, then Joe,

the spokesperson for the Latino

Then we got Mase back to represent

everything else in between

Includin the percentages of the rest, we dope

The best from each coast, the mid west to the dirty dirty!

Even further to Miami,

all the way back to Californ I A

It'll prolly be best right now if I warn Dre

And get on the horn wit him tell him

bout the storm comin all our way

So tell a pal grab a gal, right now get on the floor why wait

Shake that ass a lil more my way or baby I dont dance

Not that I can, cuz of the pistol in my pants

[Chorus - Fat Joe]

I said my niggas don't dance

We just pull up our pants

And do the roc-a-way

Now lean back, lean back, lean back, lean back

[Chorus - Fat Joe]

I said my niggas don't dance

We just pull up our pants

And do the roc-a-way

Now lean back, lean back, lean back, lean back

[Verse 3- Fat Joe]

No Judas, a comadis Caine's brother

Able to able to stop me nigga not me!

Got the streets askin damn who could top Pete

Summer Jam, killed it man did it all with one beat

I guess I'm bi-coastal now, took a

damn south brother to bring your boy out

As the wheel keep spinnin I can hear

niggas thinkin crack i got one hit benny out

Nope Joey bring them semi's out of

course you and yours pour a lil henny out

So much rappers actin in the game,

I have to tell him put the mic away

and run and go and get your emmies out

Lean back mothafuckas, this here's a three beat,

we back at the rucka

This ??? crack preachin to your brother,

the mic more rap, we perachin to you mothafuckas

[Chorus - Fat Joe]

I said my niggas don't dance

We just pull up our pants

And do the roc-a-way

Now lean back, lean back, lean back, lean back

[Chorus - Fat Joe]

I said my niggas don't dance

We just pull up our pants

And do the roc-a-way

Now lean back, lean back, lean back, lean back

[Lil Jon]

Say my niggas don't dance we just pull out our gats

And blow your back away

**** nigga lean back, lean back, lean back, lean back

Say my niggas don't dance we just pull out our gats

And blow your backs away

Bitch niggas lean back, lean back, lean back, lean back

Hey!