Luyện nghe bài hát Ha

You run for it, run for it, run
Run for it, run for it, run
Run for it, run for it, run

You been known for it up, ha
Them bad-ass 20's on your truck, ha, seven and up, ha
You tryin' to stay out that place, ha
Make sure you got your money straight ha, before it's too ha

You want your 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 them looks, ha, but you too scared to fuck him
'Cause he be with them crooks, ha, I'm the one, ha
Stick a in that nigga 'cause he's done, ha
For the tongue, ha

You got a hole, ha
You got money for so now you ready to roll, ha
You 'bout to buy you a car ha, a ha
One look somethin' like mine, ha

You a chaser, you got your block on fire
Remainin' a G, until the you expire
You know what it is to nothin' out of somethin'
You handle your biz and don't be and sufferin'

You a paper chaser, you got your block on
Remainin' a G, the moment you expire
You know what it is to make nothin' out of
You handle your biz and don't be and sufferin'

We got thing locked, ha
Money can't be stopped ha, them Hot Boys too hot, ha
And you my Rolex watch, ha
And the way I hit the block ha, in with glocks, ha

And you it when 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 for Cash Money gon' pop, ha-uh
I burn, ha, the hammer sits, ha, come the blitz, ha
A remix, ha

from the Nolia, I'm from the Grove, ha
And you can me with Tolie and Mario, ha
I the 2 uh 2-6, ha, it's guaranteed to be foolish, ha

You a chaser, you got your block on fire
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 chaser, you got your block on fire
a G, until the moment you expire
You know what it is to make out of somethin'
You handle your biz and don't be cryin' and

You niggaz I'm 'bout my biz, ha
You niggaz for me to be in the presence of your bitch, ha
You I would raw dick her ha, take naked pictures ha
Then call up my clique and straight her ha

You my click number-one stunters, ha
You we 'bout it, flexin' Lex's, Benz's and Hummers, ha
You know you fuck me, you're dead, ha
But lie, I fucked your baby-momma, and you feel played, ha

You know jail house is somethin', ha
Bitch niggaz buckin' but it go down, they run to the button, ha
You know the B.G. ain't ha, you love you hoe
But she don't get it right, and keep it right, ha

It's goin' in '99, ha
You fo' sho' that it Cash Money time to shine, ha
You know I play the raw, ha
You know you slip up, take this beef shit too far, ha

You a paper chaser, you got block on fire
a G, until the moment you expire
You know what it is to make out of somethin'
You handle your biz and be cryin' and sufferin'

You a paper chaser, you got your block on
Remainin' a G, until the moment you
You what it is to make nothin' out of somethin'
You handle your biz and don't be cryin' and

Let's say you're at a DJ and them boys guns
You run for it, run for it, run
You in the Magnolia and my people 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
Fuck CMR, we gon' march, nigga step
Play with Manny Fresh, we gon' march, step
Play my nigga, Baby, we gon' march, nigga step