Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The Hook Up, artist - Smoke DZA. Album song Not for Sale, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 19.04.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Babygrande
Song language: English
The Hook Up |
| My nigga Smoke shit, huh |
| Check it out |
| Gather round hustlers, that’s if you’re still livin' |
| Get more groupie love than Mike Bivins |
| Y’all niggas gotta play your role, Taj Gibson |
| Shoot the whole video set like Benny Boom |
| Diamonds dancin' all in the light, cash rules |
| My chick gotta know how to rap, I’m Papoose |
| I mean I should just scorch you niggas, Scott Storch you niggas |
| How they all ready, real niggas on the come up |
| Huraches on my feet, brand new, I’m not a runner |
| Since Ross killed Baby, I’m the number one stunna |
| You waitin' on me to fall off, take a number |
| Let the strap hang off the Vandals |
| Sitting on my corner, it’s a gamble |
| Them niggas only drew at Art Basel |
| Oh yeah |
| Huh, the hustlers in a room |
| Rhyme so hard even a Busta would approve |
| Hoes ain’t nothin', if I fuck 'em you could too |
| Look it ain’t no drug bust, it ain’t no cuffin' in here fool |
| But look, shit I must be, diseased or halfway ugly |
| 'Cause these haters talk shit, but look, they don’t ever touch me |
| I’m cool but familiar with the funk boy, I’m musty |
| From the place where everybody got the damn munchies |
| 'Cause niggas gettin' smoked like a blunt or two |
| And bitches gettin' mush like the front of 'shrooms |
| Either dead or in jail is where that gets you |
| When the fear get you, don’t act tough out of peer pressure |
| Now my face the money maker, I’ma let my peers get you |
| I steer letters in directions of Heaven |
| Hopin' God hears me clearly, and clears me of past endeavors |
| And prayin' that we all get in there, man, shout out my nigga DZA |
| Huh, let’s rule the world and get these blue notes, uh |
| Watch Jazz at The Blue Note, uh, you can never be too low |
| Outspoken, but they’ll curve you if you too woke |
| Luke-warm, I race through it like DuPont |
| Bought and bought the same watch two-tone |
| Younger me wore my dad’s jewels to school, I was too grown |
| They was on the Pokemon wave, Cubone |
| Keep going! |
| Let’s make it clear like Blue Dot |
| Business started boomin' had to open up two spots |
| Got it covered like rooftop, nigga how you think all my crew rock? |
| Rhetorical, queue up the Clue drop (Clue, Clue, Clue, Clue) |
| Fuck it we pull up a few yachts |
| King of New York style |
| Huh |
| Aye, West Coast, here we go, East Coast, here we go |
| West Coast, here we go, East Coast, here we go (Aye) |
| Down South, here we go, Up North, here we go |
| Aye for Midwest, here we go, aye, yeah, here we go now |
| King of New York style, huh, ha, ha, aye |
| Harlem World to the West Side |
| Yeah, aye, aye, here we go, ha |
| I promise I would be all you need |