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 truck, ha, cost seven and up, ha
You tryin' to stay from out place, ha
Make you got your money straight ha, before it's too late 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

got them looks, ha, but you too scared to fuck with him
'Cause he be runnin' with crooks, ha, I'm the one, ha
Stick a fork in 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 'bout to buy you a car ha, a ha
One that somethin' like mine, ha

You a paper chaser, you got your block on
Remainin' a G, 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 chaser, you got your block on fire
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 this locked, ha
Cash Money can't be stopped ha, 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 when we stunt, ha, blunts, ha
You be lovin' them 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

They 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, guaranteed to be foolish, ha

You a paper chaser, you got block on fire
a G, until the moment you expire
You what 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 make nothin' out of
You handle your biz and be cryin' 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 her ha, take naked pictures ha
call up my clique and straight flip her ha

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

You know jail house is somethin', ha
Bitch niggaz buckin' but when it go down, 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

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

You a paper chaser, you got your 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 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'

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 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, nigga
Fuck CMR, we gon' march, nigga step
Play with Manny Fresh, we march, nigga step
Play with my nigga, Baby, we gon' march, nigga