Chorus:
You a paper chaser You got your block on fire
Remaining a g until the moment you expire
You know what it is yo make nothing out of something
You handle your biz and don't be cryin and suffering
You better run for it run for it run!
Verse 1:Juvenile
You been known for fucking it up Ha them bas ass 20's on your truck Ha
Cost seven and up Ha you try'n to label out that place Ha
Make sure you got your money straight Ha, before its too late Ha
You want your Momma living good HA, move your children out the hood Ha
To up in the woods Ha, Baby post seventy off the hook HA,
Manny Fresh has positons that suppose to be up in the book Ha,
Juvenile got them looks Ha, but you to scared to Fuck with him cause he
be running with them crooks HA,
I'm the one Ha, stick a fork in that nigga cause he's done Ha,
for flappin the tounge HA
you got a probation hole Ha, you got money for bail
So now you ready to roll HA,
you bout to buy you a car HA, a 99 HA,
one that look something like mine HA.
Chorus (repeat)
Verse 2: (Lil Turk of Hot Boy$)
We got this thing locked Ha, Cash Money can't be stopped Ha
Them Hot Boy$ to hot Ha, and you like my Rolex watch Ha
And the way I hit the block Ha, and cause flaws with glocks Ha
And you like it when we Stunt Ha, smoking blunts Ha
You be loving them gold fronts Ha, we millioniares Ha
Not far from Billionaires Ha, got different broads everywhere Ha
(Lil Wayne of Hot Boy$)
You ain't heard about Lil Wayne, then get your T.V.on lock Ha
Shorty with the braids for Cash Money goin pop Ha
I burn Ha, the hammer sits Ha, here cones the blitz Ha
A remix Ha, they from the Nolia, I'm from the Coop Ha
And you can catch me with Tolas and Mario Ha
I represent for 2-2-6 Ha, It's guranteed to be foolish Ha
Chorus (Repeat)
Verse 3: (B.G. aka Baby Gangsta)
You niggas know I'm bout my biz Ha, you niggas scared for me to be in
The presence of their bitch Ha, you know I would raw dick her Ha
Take naked pictures Ha, then call up my clique and straight flip her Ha
You know my click number one stunners Ha, you know we bout it
Flexin'n Lexus', Benz's and Hummers Ha, you know you fuck with me you're
dead Ha, but, don't lie, I fucked your baby momma and you feel played Ha
You know that jail house is something Ha, Bitch niggas be bucking but, when
Go down they run to the button Ha, you know the B.G. ain't right Ha
You love your ho but, she don't want to get it right and keep it right Ha
It's goin down in 99 Ha, you know 4 show that it's Cash Money time to
Shine Ha, you know I play the game raw Ha, you know you snitch and I'ma take
This beef shit far Ha
Chorus (Repeat
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