Текст песни No Hook - LRN Nola

Im snatching a soul
In none but 4 seconds
Just give me the check
Playing chess and not checkers
A cock on my glock
Make the streets get aggressive
A bitch end up blocked when she get too obsessive
My dawgs go to work give a call and it's over
Put niggas in dirt when it's all about Nola
I'm doing the dash whip that bitch like a mocha
Can't cushion the blow cause you soft like a sofa
Your bitch put her butt on me like a controller
Im always on influence I'm never sober
Ain't talking 'bout plastic you know that I'm strappin
I line up militia they get to attackin
Stuffing that cement inside of the mattress
Applying that pressure he bust like a bladder
Don't come to me asking
Ain't telling no crimes
Can't print my name down
Wont Hancock on no line
I shoot off his nose he can't wipe he not slime
I done bussed up my buss down Lost track of the time
I give you the pack better know how to flip it
And if you get caught better promise to zip it
'Cause I'll cause yo funeral then I'll attend it
And go hug yo mama like I never did it
I keep my pleasure aside from my business
I post in the west
In which they get wicked
Bitch don't claim me now you Can google my image
Can't add to my money i make you the difference
Jump over the fence make a score thats offensive
I take all the drugs that slow comprehensions
I flip a Bitch wig off wit my clip extensions
I don't gotta work the pack get me the pensions
He ain't run his mouth then he still would be living
Take heed of my warning
My name loss prevention
They take me to jail
It's always fuck 12
Middles up to the sky cause we sent 'em to hell
A percentage of wind
LRN want da mill
Mama told me stay home cause these streets get for real
Still won't trip on no bitch
If you step on my heel
I'ma stand on my word nigga fuck how you feel

When it's on sight I mean all that
I be fucking your bitch and don't call back
When we taking your shit I need all that
Li nigga I really mean all that
I'm wanting the shoes, the socks, the beater
Nigga you broke, so keep your adidas
We toting the guns, the glocks, the Nina's
We smoking on gas, you chiefing on reefa
I cover my eyes, my ears, my mouth,
My uncle had told me thats law
But nigga you break it I don't give a fuck
It's a 30-clip right at your jaw
We making them calls
Police stay asking us questions
We shaking our head and say nawl
Nigga you flaw
Now you can't breathe
Got your hands on your chance Like he had him a cough
Yeah
Uh, fuck, ay,ay
I'm that nigga I be sliding
You niggas be hiding
Your bitch on my dick she be wiling
You thinking she loyal but you got no knowledge
She fucking with me now you thinking she childish
They gassing me up 'cause this beat got no mileage
You wanting a verse gotta make a deposit
I'm popping she toppin'
Cause I am the flyest
Uh,ay