No Hook Songtext
von Beanie Sigel

I was conceived off the Isley Brothers, with no rubber
While most fell victim to a stain in between the sheets
I dove deep with the tenacious tenacity and the patience
To remain on my feet, you niggas weak
3-6-74, Here borns a menace to the street
A true OG, O-Dog running all through my blood
But my brain on Shareef
Niggas die like Caine cousin in the street
For the game they don′t peep, like dark skinned Jermaine
Raw suede in the rain, used to fuck with Loraine
Got plucked, getting his dick sucked, see what I mean? How the fuck I'mma starve when y′all niggas eat?
Shit, get stuck like dogs with the heat, nigga
I crawled in these streets, learned to walk on this asphalt
Stuck niggas know gun-diss trash talk
Shit, give me the work, I run through it like Emmitt on a pass off
Cowboy, Deadshot, and a fast draw
My presence alone make niggas pass cash off
The mack is back, you can call me the last straw
The camel's back, put more rocks in the glass home
You niggas won't last long
I′m an animal, scratch, I′ll be here when you pass on


Yeah, into the danger zone, the beams and the bangers on
Magazines and they hang along
Every clip filled to the tip
Quick to let the pits off the leash like Vick
Niggas snitched, did my tit
Came home, 300 grand birds on the strip
Shit, flying spur be the whip
Maserati mack, crown niggas vics
Never will I fall for a bitch
Rain on niggas like Rihanna on my hip
Her umbrella couldn't stop that drench
Send you to the iller, I′m the man in the trench
Eh, keep it real, I'm the shit
Banana clip peeler, rap guerrilla in this bitch
Eh, keep it real, I′m the shit
Banana clip peeler, rap guerrilla in this bitch
I show off and go off with the fifth
Beanie Sigel, Desert Eagle, yeah I'm back on my shit

And I don′t need no hook for this shit
Vest on tight, tryna play velcro
Vest on tight, tryna play velcro
Vest on tight, tryna play velcro
B-Sig born and raised, South Philly hellhole
I ain't go upstate, but I been in there in a fat hole
No thanks, I don't hit it if I don′t see the L roll
Me a bitch? Hell no, more like a hell boy
Marry ′em, ADX maximum cell boy
My ringer wack, number one jail toy
Trapped in a trap, triple beam scale boy
Fish by the school, bitches by the pool
Bitches by the tool, this is how I do
LV on the specs, Gs on the shoes
Indo sets, GG blues
Styrofoam cup like Weezy on Groove
Make it easy on yourself, nigga give it up smooth
Every time I pull, I squeeze on two
One, bang, you're dead, a hole in your head
Niggas know Sig from holding his head
Stood up in the state, copped out in the feds
Popped with a pound, got me a year
Paperwork straight, PSI clear
Let the K quake, got CSI here
Kids in the street, niggas see if I care
Whole clique didn′t let off, niggas getting aired
Broad Street Bully is back, nigga I'm here

And I ain′t need no hook for this shit
And I ain't need no hook for this shit
And I ain′t need no hook for this shit