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

You want Momma livin' good ha
your children out the hood ha, to up in the woods, ha
Baby post off the hook, ha
Manny Fresh has possession, to be up in the book, ha

Juvenile got them looks, ha, but you too scared to fuck him
'Cause he be runnin' with 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 for bail so now you ready to roll, ha
You to buy you a car ha, a ninety-nine ha
One look somethin' like mine, 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
Remainin' a G, until the moment you
You what it is to make nothin' out of somethin'
You handle your biz and be cryin' and sufferin'

We got thing locked, ha
Money can't be stopped ha, them Hot Boys too hot, ha
And you like my watch, ha
And the way I hit the ha, in camouflage with 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 'bout Wayne, H O T B O Y, ha
with the braids for Cash Money gon' pop, ha-uh
I burn, ha, the hammer sits, ha, here the blitz, ha
A remix, ha

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

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

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

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

You that 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 don't wanna get it right, and it right, ha

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

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

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

Let's say you're at a DJ and boys pullin' 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 when we march, nigga
Fuck with CMR, we gon' march, step
Play Manny Fresh, we gon' march, nigga step
Play with my nigga, Baby, we gon' march, step