[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
 I got 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