Исполнитель: Fat Joe

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Песня: Lean Back (Remix)
[Lil Jon:]
Stop!
It's the mother fucking remix

[Ma:]
Uh yea Harlem is that
Who in the world wanna problem with that?
For real I heard Harlem is back
Who in the world wanna problem with that?
Uh yea Harlem is back
Who in the world wanna problem with that?
You know I heard Harlem is back
Who in the world wanna problem with that?

[Lil Jon:]
Let's Go!

[Chorus: Fat Joe]
Said my n**gaz 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**gaz don't dance we just pull up our pants
And do the rockaway, now lean back, lean back, lean back, lean back
Come on

[Verse 1: Ma]
Yo yo yo yo its deja vu
And the day ya'll do
It'll be the day ya'll bleed
Wrist minus 80 degrees
King of Harlem ain't nobody made me leave
Who else could take 5 years off
Cold turkey come back and fly lears off
Cats front leave them leaning like Smirnoff
If haters wanna hate then its their loss
Come up in the Rucker with all my Jake's on
Car grills so big you can cook a steak on
People hear Ma call em' wanna get their mase on
You hot 16 I'm a very great song
Been beating on the DJ before the Ma song
You play Clake Kent you better have your cake on
Plenty homes Mansion many rooms
My necklace, 2 ex's and 3 Bentley bulls now lean back

[Chorus: Fat Joe]
Said my n**gaz don't dance we just pull up our pants
And do the rockaway, now lean back, lean back, lean back, lean back
Come on!
[Ma:]
Lean back, lean back, cuz he's back
I said my n**gaz don't dance we just pull up our pants
And do the rockaway, now lean back, lean back, lean back, lean back
Come on!

[Verse 2: Eminem]
You don't want no problems with Harlem
You don't want no problems with the boogie down Bronkster
You don't want no drama with the blond bomber
Original don dotta of the blond bottle
The model from white America
Then Joe the spokesperson for the Latino
Then we got Ma back to represent everything else in between including the
percentages of the rest we don't
The best from each coast
The midwest to the dirty dirty
Even further to Miami
All the way back to Californ-i-a
It would probably be best right now if I warned Dre to get on the horn and
tell him about the storm coming all our way
So tell him pack grab a gal right now get on the floor I'll wait
Shake that ass a little more my way
But baby I don't dance not that I can't there's a pistol in my pants

[Chorus: Fat Joe]
Said my n**gaz 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**gaz don't dance we just pull up our pants
And do the rockaway, now lean back, lean back, lean back, lean back
Come on!

[Verse 3: Remy Ma]
Ayo, Remy pop but I'm hot like an out of state spot
And anybody think I'm not, you're found in a vacant lot
You don't really wanna run with the one chick
Who smoke dutchess for lunches, da castle hill, I ain't luncheon
Now, it's on it for the Terror Squad
Pun, Prospect, Sunshine, Geddy, Crack and Remy Ma
It's not a chick in the game want it
My 16 so mean, put 20 G's and my chain on it
Quick to flip, I ain't the average chick
I'm packin' a MAC in the back of the forty-five past six
And you know, I got enough goons to crush a country
Any dude disrespectin' Pun, he better play then run C
Bring your mans and then we handle him
Then we gon' Timbaland trample 'em, then we pull the cans in them
Lean back 'cause I ain't never worry
See, I'm forever glory, smackin' up any chick in my territory

[Chorus: Fat Joe]
Said my n**gaz 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**gaz don't dance we just pull up our pants
And do the rockaway, now lean back, lean back, lean back, lean back
Come on!

[Verse 4: Fat Joe]
No Judas or cowardice that Caine's brother Abel is able to stop me
N**ga not me
Got the streets asking damn who can top P
Summer jam killed it man they did it all with 1 beat
I guess I'm bicoastal now
Took a down south brother to bring your boy out
As the wheel keeps spinning
I can hear N**gars thinking Crack got one hit then he out
No Joey bring them semi's out
Force you and yours to pour a little Henny out
So much rappers acting in the game
I had to tell them put the mic away and run and get your Emmy's out
Lean back mother fucker
This here's a three peat we back at the Rucker
It's cook coke crack preach it to your brother
The mic more rap and preach you mother fucker

[Chorus: Fat Joe]
Said my n**gaz 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**gaz don't dance we just pull up our pants
And do the rockaway, now lean back, lean back, lean back, lean back
Come on!

[Lil Jon:]
Said my n**gaz don't dance we just pull out a gat
And say blow your block away, fuck n**ga lean back, lean back, lean back
lean back
I Said my n**gaz don't dance we just pull out a gat
And say blow your block away, bitch n**ga lean back, lean back, lean back
lean back

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[Lil Jon:]
Стоп!
Это чёртов ремикс!

[Ma&#36e:]
Да, Гарлем тут, 1
Кто хочет проблем с ним?
Я слышал, Гарлем снова в деле,..... [открыть перевод]

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