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	Current version of Terror Squad Lyrics Lean Back (http://www.mp3lyrics.org/t/terror-squad/lean-back/) Current version of the lyrics						Version 1 of Terror Squad Lyrics Lean Back (http://www.mp3lyrics.org/t/terror-squad/lean-back/v1.html) Version 1 of the lyrics
1	Yeah, my niggas						Fat Joe	1
1							Ow!!!! Yeah! My niggaz	1
	Throw your hands in the air right now man						Throw your hands in the air right now man
2	Feel this shit right here, Scott Storch, nigga						Feel this shit right here! Scott storch nigga	2
3	Yeah, Khalid I see you nigga, show Big Pun love yeah						Yeah Khalid I see you nigga	3
4							Show big pun love! Uh! yeah! uh! yo!	4
1	I don't give a fuck 'bout your fault or mis-happenin's, nigga							1
5	We from the Bronx, New York shit happens						Fat Joe	5
6	Kids clappin', love to spark the place						I don't give a fuc* about your faults or mishappens nigga	6
7	Half       the niggas in the squad got a scar on they face						We from the Bronx, New York, shit happens	7
8							Kids clappin' , love to spark the place	8
2							Half the niggaz in the squad got a scar on their face	2
	It's a cold world and this is ice						It's a cold world and this is ice
9	Half a mil' for the charm, nigga this is life						Half a mill for the charm, nigga this is life	9
10	Got the Phantom in front of the building,    Trinity Ave						Got the Phantom in front of the buildin' , Trinity Ave	10
	Ten years been legit, they still figure me bad						Ten years been legit, they still figure me bad
11							As a young'n - was too much to cope with	11
12	As a young, it was too much to cope with						Why you think ? mu'fuckers nicknamed me Cook Coke shit	12
13	Why you think, mo'fuckers nick named me, Cook Coke Shit						Shoulda been called Armed Robbery	13
14	Should've been called Don Robbery						Extortion, or maybe Grand Larceny	14
2	Extortion or maybe grand larceny							2
3								3
	I did it all, I put the pieces to the puzzle						I did it all, I put the pieces to the puzzle
15	This     long, I knew me and my peoples was gon' bubble						Just as long, I knew me and my peoples was 'gon bubble	15
	Came out the gate on some flow Joe shit						Came out the gate on some flow Joe shit
16	Fat nigga with shoty         was the logo kid						Fat nigga with the shotty was the logo kid!	16
4								4
5	Said my niggas don't dance							5
6	We just pull up our pants and do the roc away							6
7	Now lean back, lean back, lean back, lean back							7
8	I said my niggas don't dance							8
9	We just pull up our pants and do the roc away							9
10	Now lean back, lean back, lean back, lean back							10
11								11
12	R to the e'zzy', M to the whizz I							12
13	My arms stay breezy, the don's stay flizz							13
14	I got a date at eight, I'm in a seven forty 'fizz I've							14
15	And I just bought a bike so I can ride til' I die							15
16								16
17	With a matchin' jacket 'bout to cop me a mansion							17
18	My niggas in the club, but you know they not dancin'							18
19	We gangsta, and gangstas don't dance or boogie							19
20	So never mind how we got in here with the weapons and hoodies							20
17	Listen we don't pay admission and bouncers don't check us						[Refrain:]	17
18	And we walk around the metal detectors						Fat Joe	18
3							Said my niggaz don't dance we just pull up our pants	3
4							And do the rockaway,	4
5							Now lean back, lean back, lean back, lean back	5
6							I said my niggaz don't dance we just pull up our pants	6
7							And do the rockaway,	7
8							Now lean back, lean back, lean back, lean back	8
9							(Come on!)	9
10								10
11							Remy Martin	11
12							R to the Eazy, M to the Wizzi	12
13							My arms stay breezy, the Don stay fizzi	13
14							Got a date at 8, I'm in the 7-40-fizzive	14
15							And I just bought a bike so I can ride till I die	15
16							With a matchin jacket, 'bout to cop me a mansion	16
17							My niggaz in the club, but you know they not dancin	17
18							We gangsta, and gangstas don't dance with boogies	18
19							So never mind how we got in here with burners and hoodies	19
20							Listen we don't pay admission and the bouncers don't check us	20
21							And we - walk around the metal detectors	21
	And there really ain't a need for a VIP section						And there really ain't a need for a VIP section
	In the middle of the dance floor reckless, check it						In the middle of the dance floor reckless, check it
19							Said he - liked my necklace, started relaxin	19
20	Said he like my necklace, started relaxin' now						Now that's what the fuc* I call a chain reaction	20
21	That's what the fuck I call a chain reaction						See "Money Ain't                a Thing" nigga, we still the same niggaz	21
22	See, money ain't a thing nigga, we still             the same nigga,						Flows just changed now                we bout to change the game nigga	22
21	Flows just changed now we 'bout to change the game nigga							21
23							[au Refrain]	23
22	Said my niggas don't dance							22
24	We just pull up our pants and do the roc away						Fat Joe	24
25	Now lean back, lean back, lean back, lean back						Now we living better now, Coogi sweater now	25
26	I said my niggas don't dance						And that G4 can fly through any weather now	26
27	We just pull up our pants and do the roc away						See, niggaz get tight when you worth some millions	27
28	Now lean back, lean back, lean back, lean back						This is why I sport the chinchilla to hurt they feelings	28
29							You can find Joe Crack at all type of shit	29
30	Now we livin' better now, Gucci sweater now						Out in Vegas front row to all the fights and shit	30
31	And that G4 could fly through, any weather now						If Five-o boy come, then they'd proudly squeal	31
32	See niggas get tight, when you worth some millions						Cause half these rappers they Blow like Derek Foreal	32
33	That's why I sport the chinchilla to                   hurt they feelin's						If you cross        the line, damn right I'm 'gon hurt ya	33
34							These faggot niggaz even made gang signs commercial	34
23	Your can find Joe crack at all type of shit							23
24	Out at Vegas front roll on all the fights and shit							24
25	If I woulda brought Compton, they'd prolly squeal							25
26	'Cause half these rappers dead broke like Derick fo' real							26
27								27
28	If you cross the line damn right, I'm gon' hurt you							28
29	These fagot niggas even made gang signs commercials							29
	Even Lil' Bow Wow throwin' it up						Even Lil' Bow Wow throwin' it up
35	B2K crip walkin' like that's what's up						B2K crip walkin' like that's what's up!	35
36							Kay keep tellin' me to speak about the Rucker	36
37	Kay keep tellin' me to        speak about da rucker						Matter of fact, I don't wanna speak about the Rucker	37
38	Matter of fact, I don't wanna speak about da rucker						Not even Pee Wee Kirkland could imagine this	38
39	Not even pee wee Kirkland could imagine this						My niggaz didn't have to play to win the championship, come on!	39
30	My niggas didn't have to play to win the championship							30
40							[au Refrain]	40
31	Said my niggas don't dance							31
41	We just pull up our pants and do the roc away						Fat Joe	41
42	Now lean back, lean back, lean back, lean back						Ha! ha! yeah! (Can you hear me?!)	42
43	I said my niggas don't dance						Bronx, BX borough, Terror Squad, uh (ha!)	43
44	We just pull up our pants and do the roc away						Big Pun forever, Tone Montana forever	44
45	Now lean back, lean back, lean back, lean back						Uh! Yeah! streets is ours, come on	45
46							Nah man, it ain't never gon stop	46
47	Yeah, Bronx, B X bird Terror Squad						Search Raul JB, Fat Ant come on uh	47
32	Uh, Big punk forever, to more terror forever							32
33	Yeah, streets is ours, come on, now I mean							33
34	It ain't never gonna stop, search, Raul, J.P. fa' ev'r come on							34

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