Luyện nghe bài hát Ha (hot Boy Remix)

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 out that place, ha
Make sure you got your money straight ha, it's too late ha

You want your Momma good ha
Move children out the hood ha, to up in the woods, ha
Baby seventy 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 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 money for bail so now you to roll, ha
You to buy you a car ha, a ninety-nine ha
One look somethin' like mine, ha

You a chaser, you got your 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 be cryin' and sufferin'

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 your biz and don't be cryin' and sufferin'

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

And you like it when we stunt, ha, blunts, ha
You be lovin' them 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 for Cash Money gon' pop, ha-uh
I burn, ha, the hammer sits, ha, come the blitz, ha
A remix, ha

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

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

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

You my click number-one stunters, ha
You know we 'bout it, flexin' Lex's, and Hummers, ha
You know you fuck with me, dead, ha
But don't lie, I fucked baby-momma, and you feel played, ha

You know jail house is somethin', ha
Bitch niggaz 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 know fo' sho' that it Cash Money to shine, ha
You know I play the raw, ha
You know you up, I'ma take this beef shit too far, 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 your biz and don't be cryin' and sufferin'

You a paper chaser, you got 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 people pullin'
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 when we march, step
with CMR, we gon' march, nigga step
Play with Manny Fresh, we gon' march, nigga
Play with my nigga, Baby, we gon' march, nigga