Who Needs a Hook?
Section Boyz Lyrics


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He was making all these faces 'til I brought it out
Think he saw the sprays, he's acting normal now
Coming like the bailiff, coming to your house
Put fuckboys on faces, I left my smoke in the house
With some uck faces in the naughty house
And I don't like strangers, so don't bring them round
Talking 'bout this money, you look like a nounce
She thinks that I think that I'm lucky, she loves sleeping now

Who's that kitty on the phone?
Who's that gyal on the line?
What's that shine on your wrist?
Manaman ain't got time
Get a brick at six
Fuck around, have it gone by nine
That batty move stiff
Man a come like Rottweiler
Stepped in the crib, put down some jims
Looked in the mirror and smiled
Manaman's sick, grip up the stick
Cock it back and go wild
Money give a young nigga power
Tryna have it long like a tower
Like know we on these streets
On these beats, man come foul

Tryna get straight bricks
Make a young boy take trips
Doing gear six on a M-way
Hope the road can take this
When I roll it's straight piff
Licking a whip, I take risks
Got a green box in the back seat
No first aid kit
I do road tryna get that
Fuck a handout or a set back
Two hands on when I press that
Told man respect when I'm in jet black
Got a peng ting tryna undress man
Like a ironing board, I'mma press that
I see everything live like webcam
But I'm still out'ere tryna get bread back

Man's just grim
And smooth gyally and up tings
Sideboy in the handcuff ting
Stand up, get your bands up slim
Big blade like Sinbad
Man's been bad, I can make a man go swim
Walked in with the gym bag
Looking like man goes gym
I just came back from the T-house
Bando wings on a Nando's ting
The gang go where man go
You're a bad bro, you can get your mango skinned
Bring arms and aggro
Been afro, looking like I had no trim
Back then when I had no work
Get 'em down on a Rambo ting

Wha? I whoop ins
Bare Kwoof, Kwaf, Kwif if you're Kwoofing
One swing to the face that'll shook him
I don't need no gyal, but I'm looking
Fatty on the phone, man say she wanna jook him
Promoter on the phone, man talking 'bout a booking
Tryna stay quiet, but my gyal's cooking
Sideman get cut off for the looking
Wha? It's peak
Said he was a badman, said he was a G
Said he got the O's and he fuck with the G's
Said he knew the Section, said he from the Heath
Didn't know P and he didn't know D
Said he love uck, man'a want up Tuschee
Did you hear these verses lock arff this beat?
If you don't, man might haffi pop arff the street

Tryna get bands in abundance
In the bando with the bandits
Bread up in my hands that sandwich
Tryna eat good like a banquet
Money on my mind from my wake up
Gyal got a big batty then shake up
MAC in a man bag
AK bag, put it to your face like make up
Paigons, ain't friends, know we don't make up
Man have been on it from time, you're late cuz
Bros at the table, counting up papers
Real recognize real, they're strangers
Got ice man's coat, I might take that
She's breakers, so I might brake that




Still smoking on loud packs
Make gyal turn bad from way back

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of Section Boyz's song "Who Needs a Hook?" is a powerful and intense track that features four different rappers. Each of them raps about different aspects of their lives – drugs, money, girls, and their gang. The first verse talks about how they can make someone go from acting normal to completely different simply because of their presence. The lyrics also touch upon what it's like living in their neighborhood where they have to be cautious of strangers, and how they all want to make it big and have power through their money. The chorus is a series of questions that the rappers ask, directed at people who they are questioning. The last verse talks about how they have been doing what they do for a long time, and they are still working hard at it.


Overall, the song describes the Section Boyz's view on their lifestyle and what they feel are important things in life. They emphasize their focus on making money and getting power through it, the risks they take, and the struggles they face living in their neighborhood. The lyrics of "Who Needs a Hook?" are a clear reflection of a way of life many people can't imagine, and the Section Boyz does an excellent job of bringing their perspective to life through their music.


Line by Line Meaning

He was making all these faces 'til I brought it out
He was pretending, but he became honest when I brought it up


Think he saw the sprays, he's acting normal now
He saw the weapons and is less uneasy now


Coming like the bailiff, coming to your house
I'm coming with authority like a bailiff


Put fuckboys on faces, I left my smoke in the house
I smoked weed and then left


With some uck faces in the naughty house
There were some unattractive people at the party


And I don't like strangers, so don't bring them round
I don't like people I don't know, so don't bring them here


Talking 'bout this money, you look like a nounce
You sound like an idiot when you talk about money


She thinks that I think that I'm lucky, she loves sleeping now
She thinks I believe in luck, so she sleeps peacefully


Who's that kitty on the phone?
Who are you talking to on the phone?


Who's that gyal on the line?
Who is the girl on the phone?


What's that shine on your wrist?
What is that shining object on your wrist?


Manaman ain't got time
I don't have time


Get a brick at six
Buy drugs at six


Fuck around, have it gone by nine
Use up or sell the drugs by nine


That batty move stiff
Her butt doesn't move much


Man a come like Rottweiler
I'm coming with power


Stepped in the crib, put down some jims
Entered the house and placed some drugs on the table


Looked in the mirror and smiled
I looked at myself in the mirror and felt good


Manaman's sick, grip up the stick
I'm cool and carrying a weapon


Cock it back and go wild
Pull the trigger and don't hold back


Money give a young nigga power
Money empowers young people


Tryna have it long like a tower
I'm trying to succeed for a long time


Like know we on these streets
We know what's happening on these streets


On these beats, man come foul
My music is too strong and people hate on me


Tryna get straight bricks
Trying to obtain drugs


Make a young boy take trips
Sending a young person to transport drugs


Doing gear six on a M-way
Driving very fast on the motorway


Hope the road can take this
I hope my car and the road can handle the speed


When I roll it's straight piff
When I smoke, I only smoke the best


Licking a whip, I take risks
I drive a nice car and take chances


Got a green box in the back seat
There is a box of drugs in the back seat


No first aid kit
I don't have any first aid equipment


I do road tryna get that
I'm on the streets trying to make money


Fuck a handout or a set back
I don't want charity or obstacles


Two hands on when I press that
I'm very serious about what I'm doing


Told man respect when I'm in jet black
I demand respect when wearing black


Got a peng ting tryna undress man
An attractive woman is trying to seduce me


Like a ironing board, I'mma press that
I'm going to have sex with her


I see everything live like webcam
I experience everything firsthand


But I'm still out'ere tryna get bread back
But I'm still out here trying to make money


Man's just grim
I'm just serious


And smooth gyally and up tings
Attractive women make things easier


Sideboy in the handcuff ting
My accomplice got arrested


Stand up, get your bandz up slim
Get your money up


Big blade like Sinbad
I have a large knife


Man's been bad, I can make a man go swim
I'm dangerous, I can harm someone


Walked in with the gym bag
I entered with a bag of money


Looking like man goes gym
I look like I work out


I just came back from the T-house
I just came back from the trap house


Bando wings on a Nando's ting
Eating chicken wings in the trap house


The gang go where man go
My crew follows me


You're a bad bro, you can get your mango skinned
You're brave, but could still get hurt


Bring arms and aggro
Be ready for a fight


Been afro, looking like I had no trim
I've been busy and haven't had time to groom


Back then when I had no work
I didn't have a job before


Get 'em down on a Rambo ting
Be aggressive like Rambo


Wha? I whoop ins
What? I win


Bare Kwoof, Kwaf, Kwif if you're Kwoofing
Lots of noise and activity if you're up to no good


One swing to the face that'll shook him
One punch to the face that will knock him down


I don't need no gyal, but I'm looking
I don't need a girlfriend, but I'm still interested in women


Fatty on the phone, man say she wanna jook him
A girl is interested in hooking up with me


Promoter on the phone, man talking 'bout a booking
A promoter wants me to perform


Tryna stay quiet, but my gyal's cooking
I'm trying to keep quiet while my woman is cooking


Sideman get cut off for the looking
People who are snooping around get kicked out


Wha? It's peak
What? Things are not going well


Said he was a badman, said he was a G
He claimed to be tough and a gangster


Said he got the O's and he fuck with the G's
He said he had drugs and hung out with gangsters


Said he knew the Section, said he from the Heath
He claimed to know Section Boyz and come from the street


Didn't know P and he didn't know D
He didn't know the other members of Section Boyz


Said he love uck, man'a want up Tuschee
He likes sex and wants a specific woman


Did you hear these verses lock arff this beat?
Did you hear how good these verses sound on this beat?


If you don't, man might haffi pop arff the street
If you don't listen, I might have to act violently


Tryna get bands in abundance
Trying to make a lot of money


In the bando with the bandits
In the trap house with other criminals


Bread up in my hands that sandwich
I have money in my hands like a sandwich


Tryna eat good like a banquet
Trying to eat well like at a feast


Money on my mind from my wake up
I think about money from the moment I wake up


Gyal got a big batty then shake up
A woman with a big butt is dancing


MAC in a man bag
I have a gun in my bag


AK bag, put it to your face like make up
An AK-47 is being pointed at someone's face like makeup


Paigons, ain't friends, know we don't make up
Enemies are not friends and we don't reconcile


Man have been on it from time, you're late cuz
I've been doing this for a long time, you're behind


Bros at the table, counting up papers
Friends are at the table counting money


Real recognize real, they're strangers
True friends can recognize each other


Got ice man's coat, I might take that
I have a nice coat I might steal


She's breakers, so I might brake that
She's available, so I might pursue her


Still smoking on loud packs
I'm still smoking high-quality weed


Make gyal turn bad from way back
I can turn a good girl bad




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MG 76

EnglishKeats 101
Rifle a pop arff
Nuff gyal get wuk arff
Unnu take unnu top arff
This about fi get lock arff
Man, war is war
Bro got the keys for the cyar
Bro got the sweets for the star
Man a rise and pop arff....wheeel outttt!!!!!



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You

Tryna get bands in abundance in the bando with the bandits 🔥🔥🔥🔥

Escobar93

They murdered the instrumental! 🔥🔫

Jamie Burfoot

this track just shows how much they lyrically improved since they started! hard!!!!

Pyramids In Paris

Nana Rogues is by far the best up and coming producer in the UK STANDARD!!! Hes blowing up the scene!

No Hope

tryna get bands in abundance in the bando with the bandits

Scott Drain

All I come here to 👂🏻

MN

Section don't stop delivering that fire!

F.

finales reached the million view's like it deserved . BIG UP SECTION !!

Big Tracey

I Really Don't Understand What The People Who Disliked This Tune Want To Listen To, Like Krept And Konan Said "You Can Never Win". Fuking Hard Tune Fam.
#SectionToBlow   #SqaudUp

DutchROFL

Section sounds the same on every fking song.

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