(siren blaring) (feet tapping)
- What you doing over here?
- Yo, I'm holding the spot for Fat Joe.
They got the ill house, Terror Squad be coming through.
Throw your hands in the air right now, man
I don't give a about your faults or mishappens
We from the Bronx, New York, things happen
Kids clappin', love to spark the place
Half the cats in the squad got a scar on their face
It's a cold world and this is ice
Half a mill for the charm, brother this is life
Got the Phantom in front of the building, Trinity Ave
Ten years been legit, they still figure me bad
As a young'n, was too much to cope with
Why you think the BMX nicknamed me Cook
Shoulda been called Armed Robbery
Extortion, or maybe Grand Larceny
I did it all, I put the pieces to the puzzle
Just as long, I knew me and my peoples was gon' bubble
Came out the gate on some Flo-Jo
Fat brother with the, with the logo kid
Said my, don't dance we just pull up our pants
And do the rockaway, now lean back
Lean back, lean back, lean back
I said my, don't dance we just pull up our pants
And do the rockaway, now lean back
Lean back, lean back, lean back
My arms stay breezy, the Don stay flizzy
Got a date at eight, I'm in the 7-4-fizzive
And I just bought a bike so I can ride till I die
With a matchin' jacket, 'bout to cop me a mansion
My squad in the club, but you know they not dancin'
We gangsta, and gangstas don't dance with boogies
So never mind how we got in here with and hoodies
And the bouncers don't check us
And we walk around the metal detectors
And there really ain't a need for a VIP section
In the middle of the dance floor reckless, check it
Said he, liked my necklace, started relaxin'
Now that's what the hell I call a chain reaction
See money ain't a thing, we still the same
Flows just changed now we 'bout to change the game
Said my, don't dance we just pull up our pants
And do the rockaway, now lean back
Lean back, lean back, lean back
Hold up, y'all got to calm down, man!
Listen, I just got orders from Fat Joe himself.
- What?
- Right now ain't nobody else gettin' in.
- What?
- Nah, man, we 'bout to get up in here.
- [Kevin] Y'all got to calm down, man!
I said my, don't dance we just pull up our pants
And do the rockaway, now lean back
Lean back, lean back, lean back
Now we living better now, Gucci sweater now
And that G4 can fly through any weather now
See, haters get tight when you worth some millions
This is why I sport the chinchilla to hurt they feelings
You can find Joe Crack at all type of events
Out in Vegas front row to all the fights
If 5-0 boy come, then they'd proudly squeal
Cause half these rappers they like Derek Foreal
If you cross the line, damn right I'm 'gon hurt ya
These, even made gang signs commercial
Even Lil' Bow Wow throwin' it up
Kay keep tellin' 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 team didn't have to play to win the championship
Don't dance we just pull up our pants
And do the rockaway, now lean back
Lean back, lean back, lean back
I said my, don't dance we just pull up our pants
And do the rockaway, now lean back