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 for fuckin' it up, ha
bad-ass 20's on your truck, ha, cost seven and up, ha
You tryin' to stay from out place, ha
Make sure you got your money ha, before it's too late ha

You want your Momma good ha
Move your out the hood ha, to up in the woods, ha
post seventy off the hook, ha
Manny has possession, supposed to be up in the book, ha

Juvenile got them looks, ha, but you too to fuck with him
'Cause he be with them crooks, ha, I'm the one, ha
Stick a fork in 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 to buy you a car ha, a ninety-nine ha
One that somethin' like mine, 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 on fire
a G, until the moment you expire
You know what it is to make nothin' out of
You handle your biz and be cryin' and sufferin'

We got this locked, ha
Cash Money be stopped ha, them Hot Boys too hot, ha
And you my Rolex watch, ha
And the way I hit the block ha, in camouflage 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 broads everywhere, ha

You heard Lil' Wayne, H O T B O Y, ha
Shorty with the braids for Cash Money gon' pop,
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 catch me with and Mario, ha
I represent the 2 uh 2-6, ha, guaranteed to be foolish, ha

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

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

You know 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 naked ha
call up my clique and straight flip her ha

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

You know that jail is somethin', ha
Bitch buckin' but when it go down, they run to the button, ha
You know the B.G. right ha, you love you hoe
But she wanna get it right, and keep it right, ha

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

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

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

Let's say you're at a DJ and them pullin' guns
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

grab the MAC-11 when we march, nigga step
Fuck with CMR, we gon' march, nigga
with Manny Fresh, we gon' march, nigga step
Play with my nigga, Baby, we march, nigga step