No Hook Lyrics - Ice Box

[Intro] 

Yea 

(It's Apya on the beat) 

B.O 

Ay Kellz 

You know OV da Roof is off the hoozle ma nigguh 

I wanna spit mayne, let's do this 

Let's go 

[Verse 1] 

Each and everyday megu so s3e me ear drums 

Music for life me'bless da a metwer33 me first rap 

Gye me rap book, flip pages quote lines 

3mu mm3bus3m s3 bible plus the schemes that i write 

You see that I'm nice, adwene no y3 white 

Not Ab Soul with the lip but gets stoned te s3 Bice 

Kaish! I'm here with a story 

Sit by the fire side afei de3 tie me kye wo glory 

Will tell u bout the struggle with ma homies 

More of us chasing dreams, few being chased by the police 

Big Joe doing time, still no a 3y3 nwonwa 

Two-faced nigguhs cmo ara na 3y3 a 3pa cmo ho ntoma 

Wasted years pretty hard to recover 

Wasted years adwennwe no 3mma wonn'stay sober 

So I'm out here yelling free all ma nigguhs 

Moatwe n'aso kakra a 3y3 i still need all ma nigguhs 

You gotta know what B.O is like 

Mennfr3 wo blood a kyer3 s3 wonny3 the type 

Of nigguh a m3ma woahu me secret even if I'm taking your life 

Not a killer now but maybe with time 

Obi nnim de3 3b3si kyena so B.O is ever ready s3 soldierni 

Flow well nti mennto s3bi 

Na s3 m3s3 bi nti me nso merebc nnwom s3 mob3sa bi 

Giving my all I know you all get me 

Maba s3 mereb3y3 bi 

[Verse 2: Chief Kellz] 

I take a draw of the piece to keep my mind at ease 

So I can tell all about the streets, thugs and police 

Sing it in a symphony, tell me what is in for me 

Bag full of gees smiling looking at a quarter key 

That's my new born baby girl where my daughter be 

In her mother's arms so the diaper make I order three 

That be the joy make I switch to the dirty 

Was running through the gutter as the Koti clipping a thirty 

And Shouting Hey Hey Gentleman stop before I shoot 

For my mind I be auntie ba, so I speed up dey boot 

Was a hot headed youth, twisted up a couple truth 

I was only fantasized by models and black coupes 

Dope rappers in they videos blowing on that kush 

High school stick up kid, my favorite rapper was Pusha T 

Cause I knew one day Ima push a key 

Say my story till these promoters come through and book a fee 

I know my mama sees a King when she look at me 

Ima Let her dreams manifest Tsatsu in kiddie 

This a No Hook 

This a No Hook 

[Verse 3] 

B.O is like w3nkyi w3nkyi bi a csi nne3ma 

Mede rapper nu me flow mu a 3y3 a mekyim no ky3n safoa 

Wotiee Safoa a 3kcy33 s3 PSA 

Nti mesc si wo so a gye wode dwanetoa ba fie 

You don't wanna see the Rapperman snap 

Bars heavy in em hands I don't stress when they don't clap 

y3 na 3y3 wo d3 na woabc pusa 

Super feeling, wotie me na s3 wonya kush ah 

You know the feeling when you fall into ma rhythm 

Some nigguhs jealous cuz I'm never fucking with them 

Me seff i need some haters koraa so let em 

Me seff i need some haters koraa so let em 

3ny3 obiaa na 3b3'feeli wo ma guy 

Enti s3 legend bi rekasa a I listen with ma eyes 

Road to success nti na y3'cut fake ties 

Page a me maduru no 3ny3 book no mpo na crekan 

So you see this shit, merefa he na akcte 

I ain't fucking with you mpo na woakcnyem abort 

Born to observe m'ani na mede hw3w 

Wokaa s3 wode ret3 me saa wo ho paa na 3t3w 

Shaking ma head ma brain forever intact 

I fuck with nigguhs if we got the same interest 

Looking forward to getting more love 

From ma sister Maggy to me n all ma unborns 

B.O is like a trill nigguh 

Tom a mere'chase trilli call it a hill figure 

Me and music do not come in between 

Try to be in the middle of us ima use the same finger 

iTz B.O 

(shout outs to Larry) 

[Verse 4: Chief Kellz] 

I dey fit tap Odawna gutter in back dey rep flow 

Dawn tee, blowing trees like it ain't a thing 

With my chain tuck, plain ducked 

Spitting out my brains, all this pain suck 

Lame fuck like it on cocaine 

But I'm snorting air, we do it in pairs 

Couple hunnies that I know go do it for hair 

No be Aflao but the Brazil type 

Latino coochie on my mind I need a Brazil wife 

It's lit! Ha! 

For my Niggas in the bando 

Below her knees we all know where the pants go 

Take her off clothes, the lights and move my hand slow 

But she go leave the traphouse if she say no!!!! 

The rhymes that I be killing, the bags I be dealing 

To stash a couple a million 

That ass you gon let me feel it 

I'm ready to pay the billing 

The draws where all the skill is 

I'm trapping and moving piletts 

My locker where all the pill is 

Ahhh! Baby you fucking with a Kingpin 

I hit the city, meet the plug then I bring things 

Pardon my trap phone, we dey fuck we edey ring ring 

Hit it from behind, you dey hung we go order wings 

Got your whole year budget and the other things 

If some nigga try hit on you bada boom boom!!! 

Bada bang bang!!! Love red like we in a gang 

We just a bunch of young niggas who dey love to swang 

Blood! 

It's the King challe!!!!