Luyện nghe bài hát Ha (Jay-Z 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 your truck, ha, cost and up, ha
You to stay from out that place, ha
Make sure you got your money straight ha, before too late ha

You want your livin' good ha
your 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
'Cause he be runnin' them 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 look somethin' like mine, 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 biz and don't be cryin' and sufferin'

You a paper chaser, you got your block on
Remainin' a G, the moment you expire
You know 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, them Hot 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 them gold fronts, ha we millionaires, ha
Not far billionaires, ha
Got different 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 sits, ha, here come the blitz, ha
A remix, ha

from the Nolia, I'm from the Grove, ha
And you can me with 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, 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 paper chaser, you got your 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'

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 pictures ha
Then call up my clique and straight her ha

You my click number-one stunters, ha
You know we 'bout it, Lex's, Benz's and Hummers, ha
You know you fuck with me, dead, ha
But lie, I fucked your baby-momma, and you feel played, ha

You know that 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 get it right, and keep it right, ha

It's goin' 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, take this beef shit too far, 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 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'

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