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 bad-ass 20's on your truck, ha, cost seven and up, ha You tryin' to from out that place, ha Make sure you got your money straight ha, before it's too ha
You want Momma livin' good ha Move children out the hood ha, to up in the woods, ha Baby post off the hook, ha Fresh 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' with crooks, ha, I'm the one, ha Stick a fork in that '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 to buy you a car ha, a ninety-nine ha One that look somethin' mine, ha
You a paper chaser, you got your on fire Remainin' a G, until the moment you 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 you expire You know what it is to make out of somethin' You handle your biz and don't be and sufferin'
We got thing locked, ha Cash Money can't be stopped ha, them Hot 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 when we stunt, ha, blunts, ha You be them gold fronts, ha we millionaires, ha Not far billionaires, ha Got broads 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 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 the 2 uh 2-6, ha, it's guaranteed to be foolish, ha
You a paper chaser, you got your on fire Remainin' a G, until the moment you You know it is to make nothin' out of somethin' You handle your biz and don't be and sufferin'
You a paper chaser, you got block on fire a G, until the moment you expire You know what it is to make nothin' out of You your biz and don't 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 dick her ha, take naked ha Then up my clique and straight flip her ha
You know my click stunters, ha You we 'bout it, flexin' Lex's, Benz's and Hummers, ha You know you with me, you're dead, ha But lie, I fucked your baby-momma, and you feel played, ha
You know that house is somethin', ha Bitch niggaz buckin' but when it go down, run to the button, ha You know the B.G. ain't right ha, you you hoe But she don't wanna get it right, and it right, ha
It's goin' in '99, ha You know fo' sho' that it Cash time to shine, ha You know I the game raw, ha You know you 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 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, until the moment you You know what it is to make out of somethin' You handle biz and don't 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 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 when we march, nigga Fuck CMR, we gon' march, nigga step Play with Manny Fresh, we gon' march, step Play with my nigga, Baby, we gon' march, nigga