Smoke DZA - The Hook Up Songtexte

My nigga Smoke shit, huh
Check it out
Gather round hustlers, that's if you're still livin'
Get more groupie love than Mike Griffins
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
ready, real niggas on the come up
Roshes on my feet, brand new, I'm not a runner
Since Ross killed Baby, I'm the number one stunner
You ain't know me, the take a number
Let the strap hang off the van doors
Sit on my corner its a gamble
Them niggas only Art Basel
Oh yeah


Huh
The hustlers in a room
Rhyme so hard even the would approve
Hoes ain't nothin', if I fuck 'em you could too
Look it ain't no drug bust, it ain't no in here foo
But look, shit I must be, halfway ugly
'Cause this haters talk shit, but look, they don't ever touch me
I'm cool but familiar with the , I must be
From the place where everybody got the damn munchies
'Cause niggas gettin' smoked like a blunt or two
And bitches gettin' mush like the fuckin' shrooms
where that gets you
When the fear get you, don't act tough out of peer pressure
face the money maker, I'ma let my peers get you
I still in direction of Heaven
Hoping God hears me clearly,
And praying that we all get it, man
Shout out my nigga DZA


Huh
Let's rule the world and get these blue notes, huh
Watch Jazz at The Blue Note, huh
You can never be too low
Outspoken if you too woke
Loop around wrist do it like
Bought and bought the same watch two tone
Younger me when my dad drove too school, I was too grown
They was on the Pokemon wave,
Keep going!
Let's make it clear like like
Business started boomin' had to open up two spots
Got it cover like rooftop
Nigga how you think all my crew rock?
Rhetorical,
Fuck it we pull up a few yachts
King of New York style
Huh


Ay
West Coast, here we go
East Coast, here we go
West Coast, here we go
East Coast, here we go
Ay
Down South, here we go
Up North, here we go
Ay for Midwest, here we go
Ay, yeah, han
King of New York style
Huh, ha, ha, ay
All the world, to the West Side
Yeah, ay, ay
Here we go, ha


I promise I would be all you need
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