Текст песни The Hook Up - Smoke Dza feat. Dom Kennedy & Cozz

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
How they not ready? real niggas on the come up
Racchi's 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 to fall out. take a number
Let the strap hang off the van doors
Sit on my corner its a gamble
Them niggas only draw at Art Basel
Oh yeah

Uh
The hustlers in a room
Rhyme so hard even if 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 cuff in here foo
But look, shit I must be, diseased or halfway ugly
'Cause this haters talk shit, but look, they don't ever touch me
I'm cool but familiar with the funk, boy. I must be
From a place where everybody got the damn munchies
'Cause niggas get smoked like a blunt or two
And bitches gettin' mush like the fuckin' shrooms
Even dead ain't insurance 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 still led us in directions of Heaven
Hoping God hears me clearly,
And clears me of passing death
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 but they'll curve you if you too woke
Luke warm I race through it like true porn
Bought and bought the same watch two tone
Younger me wore my dad jeans to school, I was too grown
They was on the Pokemon ways, keep going
Keep going!
Let's make it clear like like blue dye
Business started boomin' had to open up two spots
Got it cover like rooftop
Nigga how you think all my crew rock?
Rhetorical, cue up the cool drop
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, and
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