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

You want your Momma livin' ha
Move children out the hood ha, to up in the woods, ha
Baby post 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
he be runnin' with them 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 money for bail so now you to roll, ha
You to buy you a car ha, a ninety-nine ha
One that look like mine, ha

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

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

We got thing locked, ha
Cash Money can't be stopped ha, them Hot too hot, ha
And you my Rolex 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' 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 braids for 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 catch me with and Mario, ha
I the 2 uh 2-6, ha, it's guaranteed to be foolish, 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 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 what it is to make nothin' out of
You handle your biz and be cryin' and sufferin'

You niggaz know I'm 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 naked ha
Then call up my 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 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
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 wanna get it right, and keep it right, ha

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

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

You a paper chaser, you got your block on
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'

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