Lyrics of 'No Hook Str8 Barz (feat. Bandit Gang)' by Bandit Gang Marco

[Hook: Marco]
No hook straight bars no hook straight bar no hook straight bars no hook no hook straight bars no hook straight bars no hook straight bars no hook straight bar straight bars staight bars no hook no hook straight bars no hook straight bars no hook straight bars no hook no hook straight bars no hook straight bars no hook straight bars no hook no hook no hook straight bars

[Verse 1: BG Marco]
16 bars call it two 8's tender bitch two states hit the club with no body guared but I manage niggas big 8 it's bandit gang no hat cause I'm never capin that's yo hoe I fuckd yo hoe ah ha yo bitch the action gwopfaly that bitch meni 5+5 she a 10 now had to learn how to count that bread got d drive from school durin lunch time and reach yo neck like college shirts and that azz hug like college work trynna hit that azz but she teasin me blue balls poppa smerff two of the tails cause yo cuffin ballon hoes cause they bussin never ask a nigga for nothin ain't stunn a hater nigga like fuckem yeah no hook straight bars cause if I hook a nigga I'm a shoot a nigga and they'll put me behind bars

[Hook: BG Hawk]

[Verse 2: BG Hawk]
Now let me tell you what that shinny do I put holes in niggas I can put my body through and I herd niggas been dissin betta hide ya crew salute the team or get shot like a spotted troop yeah a bitch ya get that break a bitch off like kit kat I leaveem slumped over like sick cats and kittens sneek dissin and then you missin like food in a fat bitch kitchen them daimonds is steady glistenin and kissin my neck like bitches I keep them bullets racked up so done act up or I'll leave ya body backed up in the back of a trash truck so fuck nigga put ya cash up them bandits in the buildin blowin gas so yk bout to match up

[Hook: BG Rook]

[Verse 3: BG Rook]
It's rook bitch check a nigga where yo king at my bandit's whilin 40 layem down blue mac's no hook straight bars wildin like wet cats leaveem streched out like spandex I on a zanex we cuffin and smashin dick buring blistex bandit have you runnin leave you heart burn zantex on simmpsoin goin gorilla where my bananas at and I ain't talkin friut got clips by the strong pack no where the strong at blowin on that gas and when I wallk in the club the groupies show us love l fuck a hater keep the 22 in my uggs... damn that's fucked up