NBA YoungBoy ~ Bring The Hook Instrumental

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LYRICS: [Intro] Any last words? It's a murder business Yeah (D-Roc) [Verse 1] This gun was bought just for to kill niggas (What you on 4? You already know how we get down) We be them motherfuckin’ gravediggers Pallbearers bring your body to the grave We leave him slayed, nigga It ain't a open case, we left his motherfuckin' brain missin’ Hold on, diamond chains, we leave a stain Shawty just wan' give me brain Slidin' in that fast thing, nigga know I blew the brains Shawty tryna sell me things, know I want the whole thing Know my brother sell that boy, if not heroine it's pure cocaine Know wе distributors Them hollows, you can smell it through the city, wе pollutin' Don't aim it, you just shoot it Like Chief Sosa say, "Better get your ass up outta here, Juwanna Mann" Text him through the night and through the day That be my fuckin' man Bronem swing that, left out stains He in Miami and he hidin' from this murder gang The feds know my name, they tryna lock me up in chains The homicide detectives say Kentrell to fuckin’ blame We leave out teddy bears right there where he bleed at She sent the text, ain’t read that I been in here with Jaz, count that bag, bitch, believe that That Jag' matte black, bet soon as you see it, better run from that We aimin’ with them straps to leave you clapped right where we see you at Hold on, swang that cutta, hold on, know it got a kick back Youngin' weighed a hunnid pounds, know he can't control that Run up on me, it's gon’ go down, you know that I'ma blow that Utah with a lot of pounds with me, where your ho at [Chorus] Fuck it, bring the hook Kill that nigga, think he saw a gremlin how his body shook With that stick, that be my fishin' pole, another opp got hooked I see souls, I'm with my kids Get them fuckin' bodies outta here I got locked inside the penn', but now I'm out Bitch, this Don Dada year Spotted, then we followed him Call that boy a dead man, name that boy Rudolph When he see that red beam, headshot, that's a skully scene Lil Dee, that's my cousin, man Know that he don't give no fuck, he aimin' for the head, man [Verse 2] Nigga, this that Squid Game, O'Block pack get rolled up Murder what they told us, Atlanta boy get fold up Nigga get your hoes up, these bitches throwin' up green flags Throwin' that NBA up, for me, set you up to bust your ass And know I keep that murder bag Right on him, leave a toe tag Inside the freezer, where them people put 'em 'fore they stitch his ass No glitchin', better not freeze up before a nigga blitz his ass Brra-baow-baow, flip his ass (Haha) Northside, nigga know that's my side Utah, come here bitch, get hogtied, another died Oh Lord, man this nigga crazy, he do not respect them boys He don't give a fuck, he check up off the list, they squad He pray to the Devil, then that nigga pray to God Say he got on face paint and his nigga paid for it Say my name, get slayed for it I ain't playin' with your hoe-ass nigga You know I'm comin' anywhere Like, "Why the fuck you say that nigga?" You know I'm dyin' anywhere, I bet they say I blew my pistol I bet they say I took one with me Lil AI TOP, I'm too official You should not play with gravediggers You know them pallbearers ship 'em You know I pull off plenty killings You know that we keep plenty pistols [Chorus] Fuck it, bring the hook Kill that nigga, think he saw a gremlin how his body shook With that stick, that be my fishin' pole, another opp got hooked I see souls, I'm with my kids Get them fuckin' bodies outta here I got locked inside the penn', but now I'm out Bitch, this the DaDa year Spotted, then we followed him Call that boy a dead man, name that boy Rudolph When he see that red beam, headshot, that's a skully scene Lil Dee, that's my cousin, man Know that he don't give no fuck, he aimin' for the head, man [Verse 3] Mortician coat on, I'm doin' surgeries on his body It been so long, they been sayin' they gon' pop my noggin Run up on me then I cock it In front the crowd then I pop it Know I want smoke with anybody, no, the label can not stop it Northside with a sawed-off shotty Nigga, you don't want these problems Must don't want your fuckin life You steady talkin' like you 'bout it I'm with these demons day and night And you know that be my closest partner Don't trust YoungBoy, 'cause he ain't right You jokin', he gon' kill you 'bout it Squeeze that Glock as soon as he sighted Nigga stop that fuckin' talkin' Split that boy while on a bike Or catch him while he fuckin' walkin' Live this shit, that's why I talk it I'm fly, you know that Ima hawk 'em Make them people outline chalk 'em [Chorus] Fuck it, bring the hook Kill that nigga, think he saw a gremlin how his body shook With that stick, that be my fishin' pole, another opp got hooked I see souls, I'm with my kids Get them fuckin' bodies out of here I got locked inside the penn', but now I'm out Bitch, this the DaDa year Spotted, then we followed him Call that boy a dead man, name that boy Rudolph When he see that red beam, headshot, that's a skully scene Lil Dee, that's my cousin, man Know that he don't give no fuck, he aimin' for the head, man [Outro] You already know though You already know Nigga Lil Dee, that be my- That bi'h skully nigga, that bi'h skully (Ha-ha) I'm high as a muthafucker He gon' pop ya' noggin'

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