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

You want your livin' good ha
Move your out the hood ha, to up in the woods, ha
Baby seventy off the hook, ha
Fresh has possession, supposed to be up in the book, ha

Juvenile got looks, ha, but you too scared to fuck with him
'Cause he be runnin' 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 money for so now you ready to roll, ha
You 'bout to buy you a car ha, a ha
One that look somethin' mine, ha

You a chaser, you got your 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 don't be cryin' and

You a paper chaser, you got block on fire
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 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 ha, in camouflage with glocks, ha

And you it when we stunt, ha, smokin' blunts, ha
You be lovin' them 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 gon' pop,
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 represent the 2 uh 2-6, ha, guaranteed to be foolish, ha

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 cryin' and

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 your biz and don't be cryin' and sufferin'

You know I'm 'bout my biz, ha
You scared for me to be in the presence of your bitch, ha
You I would raw dick her ha, take naked pictures ha
Then call up my clique and flip her ha

You know my click stunters, ha
You know we it, flexin' Lex's, Benz's and Hummers, ha
You know you with me, you're 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 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' it Cash 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 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
a G, until the moment you expire
You know what it is to make nothin' out of
You handle biz and don't be cryin' and sufferin'

Let's say you're at a DJ and them boys pullin'
You run for it, run for it, run
You in the and my people 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 we march, nigga step
with CMR, we gon' march, nigga step
Play with Manny Fresh, we gon' march, step
Play my nigga, Baby, we gon' march, nigga step