Fredo Santana - No Hook Lyrics
***** the law, ***** the judgeTell them free all my guysBeen doing this since a young niggaDon’t know nothing about you other guysRob a nigga, serving packsFolks know I’m catching homicidesTurn your back, cross me, well let’s call it suicideMama tied, yeah been with the shitsLet’s get the dramafideMama crying, couple bodies dropping from the other sideCouple british plugs, so that means I got London tiesCouple british plugs, so that means I’m serving London piesNo new nigga I swear we don’t ***** with yall niggas Fake niggasI try to stay away from fake niggasBad *****es, I love me some bad *****But never love her, but she can take my cash with herBall hard, cuz when I die, I can’t take this cash with meStill in the trap, trapping hard like I ain’t got a pennyNiggas sneak dissing, acting like I won't pull up with that semiGun shows, young niggas, shoot till the clip emptyMob life, trap life, acting like I ain’t got it in meBad *****es suck my dick in the kitchen where I’m water whippingSeal all my work cuz the dogs always sniffing when I’m road trippingCut a couple bad *****es off, cuz they be goldiggingReal street nigga, I guess I was mo differentHeard of hardhead making so fast, I was differentFront on me, that’s when you gonna meet that cold feelingLeave you on the ground stretched out, with some holes in youIf you real, you ain’t even got to phony kick itIf it’s beef, it’s nothing, I’ll just find out where your homies kick itPut some money on your head, boy you better pay attentionDope fiends call my phone when they need a fixingI swear I don’t trust a mother*****erI’m getting money like a mother*****erAnd I don’t trust a mother*****erI’m getting money like a mother*****er***** yall 5x
