Bring The Hook Lyrics – NBA YoungBoy

Song Info: Bring The Hook Song is sung by YoungBoy Never Broke Again and lyrics written by himself. The song is from the album “Colors“.

Bring The Hook Lyrics

[Intro]
Any last words?
It’s a murder business
Yeah (D-Roc)

[Verse 1]
This gun was bought just for to kill n^^gas
(What you on 4? You already know how we get down)
We be them motherf^^kin’ gravediggers
Pallbearers bring your body to the grave
We leave him slayed, n^^ga
It ain’t a open casket, we left his motherf^^kin’ brain missin’
Hold on, diamond chains, we leave a stain
Shawty just wan’ give me brain
Slidin’ in that fast thing, n^^ga 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 a$$ up outta here, Juwanna Mann”
Text him through the night and through the day
That be my f^^kin’ 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 f^^kin’ 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, b^^ch, 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]
f^^k it, bring the hook
Kill that n^^ga, think he saw a gremlin how his body shook
With that stick, that be my fishin’ pole, another opp got hooked
Bless these souls, I’m with my kids
Get them f^^kin’ bodies outta here
I got locked inside the penn’, but now I’m out
b^^ch, it’s just the thought of you
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 D, that’s my cousin, man
Know that he don’t give no f^^k, he aimin’ for the head, man

[Verse 2]
n^^ga, this that Squid Game, O-Block pack get rolled up
Murder what they told us, Atlanta boy get fold up
n^^ga get your hoes up, these b^^ches throwin’ up green flags
Throwin’ that NBA up, for me, set you up to bust your a$$
And know I keep that murder bag
Right on him, leave a toe tag
Inside the freezer, where them people put ’em ‘fore they stitch his a$$
No glitchin’, better not freeze up before a n^^ga blitz his a$$
Brra-baow-baow, flip his a$$ (Haha)
Northside, n^^ga know that’s my side
Utah, come here b^^ch, get hogtied, another died
Oh Lord, man this n^^ga crazy, he do not respect them boys
He don’t give a f^^k, he check up off the list, they squad
He pray to the Devil, then that n^^ga pray to God
Say he got on face paint and his n^^ga paid for it
Say my name, get slayed for it
I ain’t playin’ with your hoe-a$$ n^^ga
You know I’m comin’ anywhere
Like, “Why the f^^k you say that n^^ga?”
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]
f^^k it, bring the hook
Kill that n^^ga, think he saw a gremlin how his body shook
With that stick, that be my fishin’ pole, another opp got hooked
Bless these souls, I’m with my kids
Get them f^^kin’ bodies outta here
I got locked inside the penn’, but now I’m out
b^^ch, it’s just the thought of you
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 D, that’s my cousin, man
Know that he don’t give no f^^k, 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
n^^ga, you don’t want these problems
Must don’t want your f^^kin 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 your body
Squeeze that Glock as soon as he sited
n^^ga stop that f^^kin’ talkin’
Split that boy while on a bike
Or catch him while he f^^kin’ walkin’
Live this sh^t, that’s why I talk it
I’m fly, you know that Ima hawk ’em
Make them people outline chalk ’em
[Chorus]
f^^k it, bring the hook
Kill that n^^ga, think he saw a gremlin how his body shook
With that stick, that be my fishin’ pole, another opp got hooked
Bless these souls, I’m with my kids
Get them f^^kin’ bodies out of here
I got locked inside the penn’, but now I’m out
b^^ch, it’s just the thought of you
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 D, that’s my cousin, man
Know that he don’t give no f^^k, he aimin’ for the head, man

[Outro]
You already know though
You already know
n^^ga
Lil D, that be my—
That bi’h skully n^^ga, that bi’h skully (Ha-ha)
I’m high as a muthaf^^ker
He gon’ pop ya’ noggin’

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