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Millzz - No Hook Lyrics



Millzz - No Hook Lyrics




Ni**ga
All y'all n**gas speaking on my n**ga name
My n**ga up now on god
My n**ga
All them n**gas in school
That was talkin on my n**ga
My n**ga made it on god
My n**ga money Millzz thas what I'm talkin bout
F*ck y'all n**gas talkin bout
Best rapper out the town

Well yo bitch hit my line
Told her fw the gang
Cuz my n**gas insane
They put u in ya place
Fw n**gas
That ain't caught a body
But if you start trippin
Hit you In ya brain
Stacking my chips
I got all of my lays
Heard these boys is trippin
Cuz we gettin paid
But if I ain't slippin
And my n**gas get it
Then we gettin to it
That's all I can say
Don't worry my n**ga
Cuz this ain't a race
U just gotta keep grindin
Jus stay on yo pace
And if I wasn't focused
My weed wasn't potent
Then i don't know
What I be doin today
Free the real n**gas
That's locked in the cage
Doin so many years
N they treat em like slaves
Promised my mama
And all of my n**gas
That u gone be here when I'm hittin the stage
I'm doin this shit
Till I'm down in the grave
And f*ck Whatchu think
Cuz I'm jus trynna get paid
For the love of the money
Seen n**gas act funny
To keep it a hunnid
I can't do the same
Got a new bitch
N her name Mary Jane
Whenever we f*ck
I be feelin insane
I'm all in my zone
Got me losing control
Bitch I'm the man
And it's f*ck Whatchu say
They said that we slippin
Well they must be trippin
Cuz I been up grindin for hours n days
I promise my haters
Whoever ain't wit us
That u gone be sick
When I'm ridin the wraith
This is my story
Ho Don't turn the page
F*ck how u feel
U gone hear what I say
I been up
Grindin for minutes an hours n months
N I can't even remember the day
Bitch I been ballin
Can call me james harden
Smokin that shit
That u grow in the garden
No time to waste
We cannot take a loss
I can't fall for u bitch
I don't know what you started
When you in ya bag
Some n**gas get mad
Make sure you watch out for
Snakes in the garden
With all a my n**gas
The team is forever
And Shoutout to ross
Bro jus look what you started
Yuh

Nah n**ga he puttin on for the city
F*ck y'all weak ass n**gas on god
We finna make it out
N**gas on big moves now n**ga
F*ck y'all n**gas mean n**ga
We made it out it's over n**ga
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English

Ni**ga
All y'all n**gas speaking on my n**ga name
My n**ga up now on god
My n**ga
All them n**gas in school
That was talkin on my n**ga
My n**ga made it on god
My n**ga money Millzz thas what I'm talkin bout
F*ck y'all n**gas talkin bout
Best rapper out the town

Well yo bitch hit my line
Told her fw the gang
Cuz my n**gas insane
They put u in ya place
Fw n**gas
That ain't caught a body
But if you start trippin
Hit you In ya brain
Stacking my chips
I got all of my lays
Heard these boys is trippin
Cuz we gettin paid
But if I ain't slippin
And my n**gas get it
Then we gettin to it
That's all I can say
Don't worry my n**ga
Cuz this ain't a race
U just gotta keep grindin
Jus stay on yo pace
And if I wasn't focused
My weed wasn't potent
Then i don't know
What I be doin today
Free the real n**gas
That's locked in the cage
Doin so many years
N they treat em like slaves
Promised my mama
And all of my n**gas
That u gone be here when I'm hittin the stage
I'm doin this shit
Till I'm down in the grave
And f*ck Whatchu think
Cuz I'm jus trynna get paid
For the love of the money
Seen n**gas act funny
To keep it a hunnid
I can't do the same
Got a new bitch
N her name Mary Jane
Whenever we f*ck
I be feelin insane
I'm all in my zone
Got me losing control
Bitch I'm the man
And it's f*ck Whatchu say
They said that we slippin
Well they must be trippin
Cuz I been up grindin for hours n days
I promise my haters
Whoever ain't wit us
That u gone be sick
When I'm ridin the wraith
This is my story
Ho Don't turn the page
F*ck how u feel
U gone hear what I say
I been up
Grindin for minutes an hours n months
N I can't even remember the day
Bitch I been ballin
Can call me james harden
Smokin that shit
That u grow in the garden
No time to waste
We cannot take a loss
I can't fall for u bitch
I don't know what you started
When you in ya bag
Some n**gas get mad
Make sure you watch out for
Snakes in the garden
With all a my n**gas
The team is forever
And Shoutout to ross
Bro jus look what you started
Yuh

Nah n**ga he puttin on for the city
F*ck y'all weak ass n**gas on god
We finna make it out
N**gas on big moves now n**ga
F*ck y'all n**gas mean n**ga
We made it out it's over n**ga
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Writer: Amaha Million
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Performed By: Millzz
Language: English
Length: 1:47
Written by: Amaha Million
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