Awww-uhh (ha)
Yeah, ah-hah (ha)
Yeah, turn it up in here (ha)
Throw your hands in the air, right here now man
Feel it
I don't give a dang about your false mishappenings (ha)
We from The Bronx New York, things happen (ha)
Kids clapping, love to spark the place
Half the brothers on the squad got a scar on their face
It's a cold world and this is ice
Half a mil' for the charm, brother, this is life
Got the Phantom in front the building, Trinity Ave
Ten years been legit and they still figure me bad (ha-ha-ha)
As a youngin was too much to cope with
Why you think people nicknamed me Cook Coke and flip?
Should've been called the Armed Robbery
Extortion, or maybe Grand Larceny
I did it all, I put the pieces into the puzzle
This long, I knew me and my peoples gonna bubble
Came out the gate and no Flo-Jo flip
Fat puller with the shorty was the logo, kid
I said my people don't dance
We just pull up our pants and do the Rock away (do you hear me?)
Now lean back, lean back
Lean back, lean back
I said my people don't dance
We just pull up our pants and do the Rock away (can you hear it?)
Now lean back, lean back
Lean back, lean back
Now we living better now, Gucci sweater now
And that G-four can fly through any weather now
See, brothers get tight when you worth some millions
This is why I sport chinchilla, just to hurt they feelings
You can find Joe Crack at any of that
Out in Vegas front row and all the fights and that
And if I went to cosmic, they'd proudly squeal
'Cause half these rappers dead broke like Derek for real
And if you cross the line, darn right, I'm gonna hurt you
They even got these brothers made in gang signs commercial
Even Lil' Bow Wow throwing it up
B-2-K Crip walking like, "That's what's up!"
Kay keep telling me to speak about the Rucker
Matter of fact, I don't wanna speak about the Rucker
Not even Pee Wee Kirkland could imagine this
My brothers didn't have to play to win the championship
I said my people don't dance
We just pull up our pants and do the Rock away (do you hear me?)
Now lean back, lean back
Lean back, lean back
I said my people don't dance
We just pull up our pants and do the Rockaway (can you hear it?)
Now lean back, lean back
Lean back, lean back
I don't give a dang about your false mishappenings (ha)
We from The Bronx New York, things happen (ha)
Kids clapping, love to spark the place (ha)
Half the brothers on the squad got a scar on their face
It's a cold world and this is ice
Half a mil' for the charm, brother, this is life
Got the Phantom in front the building, Trinity Ave
Ten years been legit and they still figure me bad
As a youngin was too much to cope with
Why you think people nicknamed me Cook Coke and flip?
Should've been called the Armed Robbery
Extortion, or maybe Grand Larceny
I did it all, I put the pieces into the puzzle
This long, I knew me and my peoples gonna bubble
Came out the gate and no Flo-Jo flip
Fat puller with the shorty was the logo, kid
I said my people don't dance
We just pull up our pants and do the Rock away (do you hear me?)
Now lean back, lean back
Lean back, lean back
I said my people don't dance
We just pull up our pants and do the Rock away (can you hear it?)
Now lean back, lean back
Lean back, lean back
I said my people don't dance
We just pull up our pants and do the Rock away (do you hear me?)
Now lean back, lean back
Lean back, lean back
I said my people don't dance
We just pull up our pants and do the Rock away (can you hear it?)
Now lean back, lean back
