Bone Thugs-n-harmony Hook It Up Lyrics

Hook It Up Lyrics

[Master P and Layzie Bone talking]

Yo Layzie?
Whats up man?
Check
this out, me and my boy ridin' dirty from New Orleans, right?
Right.
When
we touch down in Cleveland,
Yeah.
I'ma have my phone turned on so if you
need me hit me. Use the code. Black or
blue?
I'ma use black.
Me and my
boy gonna have some. . .
Okay.
Tell Krayzie, Wish, and Flesh have them
thangs on 'em cause them hater's is
out there.
For sure.
We gonna be
in a green duece and ah quarter, tryin' to out smart the po po's.
Okay,
yeah, heh-heh.
Keep it on the D.L.
Yeah.
But check this
out.
Yeah?
When I get there, you ain't gotta worry bout nothing. Yah
heard me?
I feel ya.
Cause I got the hook-up.
Bet on baby, bet
on.

Chorus - Master P

Igot the hook-up, hook it up.
(x8)

[Krayzie Bone]

Just call it up
What you need, indeed, a
nigga got the hook-ups on the tweed
But I got more then trees
Wanna see
what I got? Nigga follow me right through the alley
Don't panic, relax,
what's happening?
Now is it a beeper or a cellular phone that your
lacking?
We got them still in the package
You know they at a great
deal
No money, we activate them
No refunds
But you can trade them for
we press no limitations
Buck buck
We patient, have all your money in
hand
Don't worry about credit, forget it, cause we don't let it stand in our
way
Nigga we get paid, you get the drop for free
Look me up
When you
reach someone, thinkin of someone
I can hook you up

Chorus
(x4)

[Layzie Bone]

Nigga just got this sack of D
And Master P,
my nigga, just got the hook-up
Look me up if you need the cook up
Got shit
to hook the crooks up
Hit me up on my header
And I'ma call you
back
Cause ain't no taps on my celly
Nig, come get all we got
A little
hustling mother fucker
With a pocket full of stones
Rolling with Mo and
the No Limit soldiers
Got the hook-up and its on

[Wish
Bone]

We got them rides
Whatever you need
Just step next
door
We fully equip with automatics
Police detect us
Lets roll, roll,
roll
And when you ride with Bone
Don't you worry about a thing
Cause
we got shit for real
Trust in me
These niggas don't wanna buck buck
bang
We on a mission
Time to position
Call the soldiers
Lets
ride
Set them up in the moonlight
These niggas done fucked up with my
money (die) alright

[Silkk the Shocker talking]

You want the
hook-up? Check this out little. . .

[Silkk the Shocker]

I live
like stock market nigga
Buy low, sell high
Supply and demand
Nigga if
supply low demand is high
I sell it for high as I can
I take the
jingle
But I'm for the counting mother fucking four
All sales are
final
Ain't no refund in this mother fucker
This mother fucking shit
sold
I hit them like non-stop
Cock the glock
Cause the mother fucking
spot be hot
Nigga wonder where I be
Cause I'm always cold fresh out of
the penn
Talking about holler at me
I got everything from hand-held to
flips
Silkk and Bone got the chips
Don't even try to hit me on a hit like
elevator
Nigga ain't got it shit don't exist
Nigga talking about
Holler
at your boy
Holler at your niggas
See I got what you need
If I ain't
got it
I'm going get it
See i ain't hard to find
You need me?
Look
me up
They call me Silkk the Shocker
But you can call me Mr. Hook It
Up

[Master P and Silkk]

I got the hook-up, hook it up, hook it
up
Soldiers
I got the hook-up, hook it up, hook it up
Silkk, P, and
Bone Thugs soldiers
I got the hook-up, hook it up, hook it up
I got the
hook-up, hook it up, hook it up

Chorus to fade