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
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 straight ha, before it's too late ha

You your Momma livin' good ha
Move children out the hood 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 looks, ha, but you too scared to fuck with him
'Cause he be runnin' with crooks, ha, I'm the one, ha
a fork 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 that somethin' like mine, ha

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'

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

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

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

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

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

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

You know I'm 'bout my biz, ha
You niggaz for me to be in the presence 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 my click number-one stunters, ha
You we 'bout 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 buckin' but when it go down, they run to the button, ha
You the B.G. ain't right ha, you love you hoe
But she don't wanna get it right, and it right, ha

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

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

You a paper chaser, you got your on fire
Remainin' a G, until the moment you
You know 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 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

We'll grab the when we march, nigga step
Fuck CMR, we gon' march, nigga step
with Manny Fresh, we gon' march, nigga step
Play my nigga, Baby, we gon' march, nigga step