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

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

Juvenile got them looks, ha, but you too to fuck with him
he be runnin' with them 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 'bout to buy you a car ha, a ha
One look somethin' like mine, ha

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

You a paper chaser, you got block 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

We got thing 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 ha, in camouflage with glocks, ha

And you like it we stunt, ha, smokin' blunts, ha
You be lovin' gold fronts, ha we millionaires, ha
Not far billionaires, ha
Got broads everywhere, ha

You 'bout Lil' Wayne, H O T B O Y, ha
Shorty with the braids for Cash Money pop, ha-uh
I burn, ha, the hammer sits, ha, here 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, the moment you expire
You what it is to make nothin' 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 what it is to nothin' out of somethin'
You your biz and don't 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 her ha, take naked pictures ha
Then call up my and straight flip her ha

You know my click stunters, ha
You know we 'bout it, Lex's, Benz'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 that jail house is somethin', ha
niggaz 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 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, 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 moment you
You know it is to make nothin' out of somethin'
You handle your biz and be cryin' and sufferin'

say you're at a DJ and them 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 we march, nigga step
Fuck with CMR, we gon' march, nigga
Play with Manny Fresh, we gon' march, nigga
Play with my nigga, Baby, we march, nigga step