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No Hooks II
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Hip-Hop/Rap
No Hooks II은(는) {albumName} 앨범에 수록된 곡으로 2019년 3월 15일일에 #Boyz Entertainment LLC / EMPIRE에서 발매되었습니다.No Hooks II
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발매일2019년 3월 15일
언어English
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크레딧

실연 아티스트
Peezy
Peezy
보컬
작곡 및 작사
Phillip Glen Earl Peaks
Phillip Glen Earl Peaks
작사가 겸 작곡가
프로덕션 및 엔지니어링
David Wesson
David Wesson
프로듀서

가사

(David Wesson)
Tuh
No Hooks II ****
Back for revenge pussy
Yeah
Aye
I'm back for revenge
I'ma make them **** pay
For all the shit they did
I'ma make them bitches pay
If they ain't let me hit
She on my dick 'cause I'm lit
But I'm straight though
Couple **** had to run
But they came to win
You talk a lotta shit
But you ain't got no cake though
How the fuck you wanna ball
And you ain't takin' risks?
You out here saving bitches
Like you got a cake bone dummy
Gucci head to toe
Got on the latest season
Fresh as hell like I'm swiping
And I don't play with pieces
Stay your distance
I don't like you ****, take it easy
**** hunt you down with rifles
If you play with Peezy
Neck chilly, wrist chilly
It's a cold summer
Too much ice at one time
Got my nose runnin'
Sunday night at roof top
And we got po's on us
Nike junkie, Air Maxes
I'm a dope runner
Ain't been on the road in years
I ain't see the blue
Still bussing Rollies down
Still buying coupes
Still paying hoes' tuition
When I go on truth
Still buying bitches bags
With the matching shoes
I'm the truth ****
You already know
Brodie leave them boys alone
They already hoes
Bag dropped the dead and gone
And they already gone
Thirty racks in all blues
Like our celephones
My **** Snoop died and fucked the cap up
You can't be iced out without no strapped up
I can't even trust my homies
**** back up
Fire crack a tear charge
And still it'll tear your ass up
Baby hustlers don't stop
We gotta keep going
We don't look up at the board
We just keep scoring
A **** said I was telling it and got beat for
Matter of fact, bring me his head
I got cheese for it
No bullshit, hat **** straight
He can go back to the club
That **** safe or not
But lemme hear your mouth again
Bitch we staking out
You ain't even worth it
Lemme get back on this paper route
Bitch I had a bag when you was stealing clothes
Tell a bitch to send they address
So I can send 'em home
Pullin' up the lid with the ceiling gone
Both pockets full
Got me walking like I'm pigeon toe
Rest in peace Soda, long live Roc
It's time to come together
All the bullshit gotta stop
Let's run the millions up
And get our peoples out the swamp
Time to go buy out the block
No more sin in those spots
All my **** got a bag
Know it's hard to choose
David Wesson on the beat
It make it hard to lose
What's poppin' in Kentucky?
I want all the blues
Feds locking everybody up
I know you saw the news
Aye
Let the beat ride out Dave
Yeah
Rest in peace Soda
Uh
Written by: Phillip Glen-Earl Peaks
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