You run for it, run for it, run Run for it, run for it, run Run for it, run for it, run
You known for fuckin' it up, ha Them bad-ass on your truck, ha, cost seven and up, ha You tryin' to from out that place, ha Make sure you got your money ha, before it's too late ha
You want Momma livin' good ha Move your out the hood ha, to up in the woods, ha Baby post off the hook, ha Manny has possession, supposed to be up in the book, ha
Juvenile got looks, ha, but you too scared to fuck with him 'Cause he be runnin' with crooks, ha, I'm the one, ha Stick a fork in that nigga 'cause done, ha For the tongue, ha
You got a hole, ha You got for bail so now you ready to roll, ha You to buy you a car ha, a ninety-nine ha One that somethin' like mine, ha
You a paper chaser, you got your block on a G, until the moment you expire You what it is to make nothin' out of somethin' You handle your biz and be cryin' and sufferin'
You a paper chaser, you got block on fire a G, until the moment you expire You know what it is to nothin' out of somethin' You handle your biz and don't be and sufferin'
We got thing locked, ha Cash Money can't be stopped ha, them Hot too hot, ha And you my Rolex watch, ha And the way I hit the block ha, in with glocks, ha
And you like it we stunt, ha, smokin' blunts, ha You be them gold fronts, ha we millionaires, ha Not far billionaires, ha Got different everywhere, ha
You heard 'bout Wayne, H O T B O Y, ha Shorty with the braids for Cash Money pop, ha-uh I burn, ha, the sits, ha, here come the blitz, ha A remix, ha
from the Nolia, I'm from the Grove, ha And you can catch me with and Mario, ha I represent the 2 uh 2-6, ha, it's to be foolish, ha
You a chaser, you got your block on fire Remainin' a G, until the moment you You know it is to make nothin' out of somethin' You handle your biz and be cryin' and sufferin'
You a paper chaser, you got block on fire Remainin' a G, until the you expire You what it is to make nothin' out of somethin' You handle your biz and be cryin' and sufferin'
You niggaz I'm 'bout my biz, ha You niggaz scared for me to be in the of your bitch, ha You know I would raw dick her ha, take pictures ha Then call up my clique and flip her ha
You my click number-one stunters, ha You know we it, flexin' Lex's, Benz's and Hummers, ha You know you fuck me, you're dead, ha But don't lie, I fucked baby-momma, and you feel played, ha
You know that jail is somethin', ha niggaz buckin' but when it go down, they run to the button, ha You know the B.G. ain't ha, you love you hoe But she wanna get it right, and keep it right, ha
goin' down in '99, ha You know fo' sho' that it Cash Money to shine, ha You know I the game raw, ha You you slip up, I'ma take this beef shit too far, ha
You a paper chaser, you got your on fire Remainin' a G, the moment you expire You know what it is to nothin' out of somethin' You your biz and don't be cryin' and sufferin'
You a chaser, you got your block on fire Remainin' a G, until the you expire You know what it is to make out of somethin' You handle your biz and don't be cryin' and
Let's say you're at a DJ and them boys pullin' You run for it, run for it, run You in the Magnolia and my pullin' guns You run for it, run for it, run Run for it, run for it, run Run for it, run for it, run
We'll grab the MAC-11 we march, nigga step with CMR, we gon' march, nigga step Play with Fresh, we gon' march, nigga step Play with my nigga, Baby, we march, nigga step