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

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

Juvenile got looks, ha, but you too scared to fuck with him
'Cause he be with them crooks, ha, I'm the one, ha
a fork in that nigga 'cause he's 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 paper chaser, you got your block on
Remainin' a G, the moment you expire
You know what it is to make out of somethin'
You handle your biz and don't be and sufferin'

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

We got this locked, ha
Money can't be stopped ha, them Hot Boys too hot, ha
And you like my watch, ha
And the way I hit the block ha, in with glocks, ha

And you like it we stunt, ha, smokin' blunts, ha
You be lovin' 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
Shorty with the for Cash Money gon' pop, ha-uh
I burn, ha, the sits, ha, here 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 the 2 uh 2-6, ha, it's guaranteed to be foolish, ha

You a paper chaser, you got your block on
Remainin' a G, until the moment you
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 block on fire
Remainin' a G, until the moment you
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 scared for me to be in the presence of your 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 know you fuck me, you're dead, ha
But don't lie, I fucked baby-momma, and you feel played, ha

You know jail house is somethin', ha
Bitch niggaz buckin' but when it go down, 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 fo' sho' that it Cash Money time to shine, ha
You know I the game raw, ha
You you slip up, I'ma take 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 make nothin' out of
You handle your biz and be cryin' and sufferin'

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 don't be cryin' and

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