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 known for fuckin' it up, ha
Them bad-ass 20's on 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 your out the hood ha, to up in the woods, ha
post seventy off the hook, ha
Manny has possession, supposed to be up in the book, ha

Juvenile got them looks, ha, but you too scared to fuck him
'Cause he be runnin' with 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 'bout to buy you a car ha, a ha
One that look somethin' mine, 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, until the moment you
You what it is to make nothin' out of somethin'
You handle biz and don't be cryin' and sufferin'

We got thing locked, ha
Cash Money be stopped ha, them Hot Boys too hot, ha
And you my Rolex watch, ha
And the way I hit the block ha, in with glocks, ha

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

You 'bout Lil' Wayne, H O T B O Y, ha
with the braids for Cash 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 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, until the 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 out of somethin'
You handle biz and don't be cryin' and sufferin'

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

You know my number-one stunters, ha
You know we 'bout it, 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 know jail house is somethin', ha
niggaz buckin' but when it go down, they run to the button, ha
You know the B.G. ain't 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' that it Cash Money time to shine, ha
You know I the game raw, ha
You know you slip up, I'ma this beef shit 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 nothin' out of somethin'
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 what it is to make nothin' out of somethin'
You handle your biz and be cryin' and sufferin'

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 people guns
You run for it, run for it, run
Run for it, run for it, run
Run for it, run for it, run

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