Here Are the Best Hip-Hop Hooks Over the Last Five Years

"I don't really care if you cry/On the real, you shoulda never lied/Shoulda saw the way she looked me in my eyes/She said, 'Baby, I am not afraid to die'/Push me to the edge/All my friends are dead/Push me to the edge/All my friends are dead/Push me to the edge/All my friends are dead/Push me to the edge"—Lil Uzi Vert

"In New York, I Milly Rock/Hide it in my sock/Running from an opp/And I shoot at opp/Uh, uh/And I'm on the block/And I'm on the block/In New York, I Milly Rock/Hide it in my sock/Hide it in my sock/Selling that rerock/In New York, I Milly Rock/Hide it in my sock/Used to sell rerock/Runnin' from the cops/Shootin' at these opps"—Playboi Carti

"Raindrop (Drip), drop-top/Smokin' on cookie in the hotbox/Fuckin' on your bitch, she a thot, thot/Cookin' up dope in the crockpot/We came from nothin' to somethin', nigga/I don't trust nobody, grip the trigger/Call up the gang and they come and get ya/Cry me a river, give you a tissue/My bitch is bad and bougie/Cookin' up dope with a Uzi/My niggas is savage, ruthless/We got 30s and hundred-rounds, too/My bitch is bad and bougie/Cookin' up dope with a Uzi/My niggas is savage, ruthless/We got 30s and hundred-rounds, too"—Offset

"901 Shelby Drive, look alive, look alive/Niggas came up on this side, now they on the other side/Oh well, fuck ’em, dawg, we gon' see how hard they ride/I get racks to go outside and I split it with the guys/We up on the other side, niggas actin' like we tied/I've been gone since, like, July, niggas actin' like I died/They won't be expectin' shit when Capo go to slide/’Cause I told them that we put that shit behind us but I lied"—Drake

"Baby girl, come and meet the woo/She know we keep a tool/Big knockin' on my body/Watch who you speaking to"—Pop Smoke

"Passionate from miles away/Passive with the things you say/Passin' up on my old ways/I can't blame you, no, no"—Drake

"First turnt nigga from the hood, they curious/Four in cars, ’bout five in jewelry/I get the commas with numbers, that's period/I got your BM wan' put on Amiris/First young nigga in the A with two Lams/Run up 14 mil', started 14 grams/Dope boy Dickies and diamonds and Timbs/You shouldn't play with that boy, he is not one of them/Bro, I kept taking L's, finally got me a M/Still making double, I don't count what I spend S550 2018/Gotta come 20 if you hoppin' in the Benz/Young turnt nigga from the D to the A/I'm rockin' with the Lions, yeah, I'm rocking with the Braves/Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, we paid/Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, we paid"—Lil Baby and 42 Dugg

"I took the top off/I'm dripping like hot sauce/I got drank and it's clean raw/Baby give me that mean mouth/Hit that pussy like golf ball/I can do this without y'all/Call the Locs, I go loco/I go back to the traphouse/Break the bricks and the bales down/Cashing in and I cash out/Turn that shit to a stash house/I ain't taking no handouts /Money calling, I'm en route /Fuck them niggas, they been down/Blow a bag when I'm in town"—Gunna

"Ride with the mob, Alhamdulillah/Check in with me and do your job/Ferg is the name, Ben Baller did the chain/Tourneau for the watch, presi Plain Jane"—A$AP Ferg

"I'm from Grape Street, where we G-slide/Sweet Shay Shay, would you be mine?/You know I like ’em dark skin like Shay Shay/Got that pretty smooth skin like Fay Fay/I think Shanini got a body like Tata/She fuck with Greedy ’cause he fuck her like a pornstar/Freaky-deeky, heard her pussy got that voodoo/I know she gay, but I done fell in love with Poo Poo/Sex appeal like butt butt, I'm like ooh-woo/Go to court for a nigga like why, boo?"—03 Greedo

"No, you can't say if I'm mad or not/Smokin' hella weed, I'm on that alcohol/Shawty lick me clean the way she suck me off/I keep two hoes in my bed, I got ’em turnin' out/What would you do if you heard I got it goin' on?/I had to burn, I left skrrt marks, I had to dip/ Gotta watch for 12 ’round my town, you might get killed/I'm out my mind, yeah, I'm high above the rim/You cop it live, boy, I got it all on film"—Don Toliver

"I'm out in Boca Raton/I'm sippin' Roca Patron/I got this chick on the phone/Talkin' ’bout life and how I just ain't right/For her—I been inclined to agree/’Cause all I been doin' is me now/I can't be your one, baby girl, nah/But I play the two or the three now"—Bas

"Got up with carpet burns, I just can't help it/Pussy good, it had me stalkin' her/Lock me up, officer/Can't get her off me, it's hard for me to get off of her/Got me thinkin' ’bout cuffin' her/Fallin' in love with her"—DaBaby

"’Cause bitch, you a bitch, you a/Bitch, you a bitch, you a bitch, you a bitch, you a/Bitch, you a dog and your homegirl too, aye/She hit me back like, 'Your dawg is, too,' aye/We can meet up, we can meet in groups, ayy/With you and I, it can be us two like/I'm in the club drinkin' Henny and a Black & Mild/Got my gun and I can wave it, I'ma start actin' wild/But I won't do that ’cause the gangster shit is out of style/And that's why I left the club early"—Shordie Shordie

"You ain't never been with a chick this bad/I ain't worried ’bout them other girls that you had/If I catch ’em lookin' at my baby, I'ma laugh/He gon' keep it real, I ain't worried ’bout that/You ain't never been with a chick this bad/I ain't worried ’bout them other girls that you had/If I catch ’em lookin' at my baby, I'ma laugh/He gon' keep it real, I ain't worried ’bout that"—Megan Thee Stallion

"Rose gold seats on a fuckin' helicopter/Double C, no Chanel, ’cause she bad, bad, bad/Ridin' Kawasaki, and I could cop you a new ’Rari/Let you ride it, know your route and you're bad, bad, bad/No playin', no Atari, I won't play with you for nothin'/I can eat you like Hibachi ’cause you bad, bad, bad/I just took the doors off the ’Ghini, now I'm ridin'/And I'm slidin' in her sideways, now she call me her zaddy"—Young Thug

"I reminisce that feeling when I think about it/A million in the bank, I used to dream about it/No heat up in the whip, I used to sleep up out it/Up in the morning whippin' cocaina ’bout it, yeah, yeah/I got bags, ho, is you fuckin' with me? Yeah, yeah/Time to blast, ho, is you fuckin' with me? Yeah, yeah/Let that yayo dry on the table, droppin' fat slabs/Porsche Spyder look like a spaceship, they like, 'Goddamn'"—Freddie Gibbs

"I got a pack, hit ’em and do it again/Fuck it, I'm fuckin' her friend/I got bands, one day I'm flying to France/Juggin' 'til a nigga land/You got a man, know what I do to ya mans?/No I ain't shootin' the hands, took an L, I ain't took one again/Crashed the ’Rari so I hopped in the Benz/So, ooooh, it's crazy how they watch a young nigga gon' move/It's crazy, worry about yourself nigga, make a move/You steady watchin' all the winnin' niggas, you gon' lose/I don't gotta prove, you steady watchin' all the winnin' niggas/You gon' lose, I will never lose"—Lil Tecca

"Pull up in my hood best dressed/Next thing, upgrade, who's next?/Rich boy, got him on deck/Good boy, tell that nigga, 'Fetch'/I put my new man on a leash/Traded in my old nigga, he was just a lease/I ride around town ’til I leave/I gave the boy a round, spit him back to the street/Like la-da-dee-da-dee-da, yeah/I spit him back to the streets/Like la-da-dee-da-dee-da/Back to the streets"—Saweetie

"Woo, everything we do, we goin' dummy/Whatever I do, I hope I got that Tommy/Just in case a nigga try to play, play, play/Yeah, every watch I own on tsunami/Chain on frost, ask Sonny/Tryna pose a threat, go at your mommy/It's OK, ’Kay"—Future

"My nigga gon' ride for me/Put on they swimming trunks, slide for me/Bitch, we ain't worried ’bout beef/My shooters fat and they ready to eat/Lean back in the seat, she spaghetti the D/These niggas ain't shooters, they tellin' on me/Aim at your bell, taco filling the scene/I'm pulling my pants up, I'm ready to swing"—SahBabii

"Huh?/Ah, I thought a broke nigga said somethin'/Talkin' shit, but they still ain't sayin' nothin'/We gon' trap this bitch out 'til the feds come/Huh?/Ah, I thought a pussy ho said somethin'/How it goes, when I'm talkin, you listen/Cut her off ’cause she spoke on the business"—Moneybagg Yo

"Act up, you can get snatched up/Act up, you can get snatched up/Act up, you can get snatched up/Dirty-ass nails, baby girl, you need to back up"—City Girls

"The chopper stay so close to me that you would think we neighbors/That pussy not what he ’posed to be, ’cause his mama raised him/We had a clear shot on his head, but I think God saved him/You never walked up, hit your man, you probably never grazed him/Aye, I'm a real gangster, this some shit you can't rehearse/My pockets used to hurt, now I get racks to spit a verse/God blessed me with some accuracy on the day I was birthed/Every time we get the drops, I'm the one who go scope it first"—Pooh Shiesty

"Yeah, he call me big purr/Come make that pussy purr/The SRT make her get wet, play in that cat while I switch gears/You keep on running from these back shots, pull them tracks out, bitch, come here/Yeah, baby, after we fuck, we ain't gon' talk 'bout it, leave right there/Tell your bitch she dead, can't come back here/Yeah, he gon' hit from the back, throw me up in the air/Yeah, baby, keep that fire, put it up in the air/We stacking these hundreds, they're comin' in layers/Ain't going out sad, I grew up with the players/I see my bitch then slam her down, get it in blood, no, I don't care/After this mission, park the Track, fuck her in the back, and fix her hair"—Coi Leray and Pooh Shiesty

"Popp came up, he the muthafuckin' man/How the fuck he go like straight to the top/He was just locked up in the muthafuckin' can/And the party go down if I step in/I'ma ball like I'm Scottie Pippen/They be like, 'Popp, you so muthafuckin' hot'/If you stand too close then you might catch a tan/Now I can see why it's more than a band/
Bro brought a drum and he sayin', 'Let's rock'/Uh, I don't fuck with no cop/No red light, man, I won't stop/Uh, ain't cuffin' no thot/Just want the top, man, I don't want the box/Uh, I don't fuck with no opps/Gang tryna kill so we spinnin' they blocks"—Popp Hunna

"Mmm, I feel like Michael Jackson/Moonwalkin' through the Calabasas/Louis bag gotta hold the ratchet/Just in case a nigga want some action/Mmm, got some millions but it's just a fraction/Spendin' money for my satisfaction/Benjamins, we don't fuck with Jacksons"—DDG

"I be out of pocket, I be actin' rude/Think I gotta chill, check my attitude/Why you go and start actin' brand new?/Baby girl, you know that's what them bands do/I be out of pocket, I be actin' rude/Think I gotta chill, check my attitude/Why you go and start actin' brand new?/Baby girl, you know that's what them bands do"—24kGoldn

"Just got some top from this stripper bitch, she from Kankakee/Just bought a Glock with a ruler clip, boy, don't play with me/This bitch a ho, met her at the store, you know how it go/She wanna smoke, so I bought some dope and took her to the O"—King Von

"Since a jit stood tall with a kickstand/Thinking of a plan to get quick bands/Falling in deep with the quicksand/Flag out my ass, no quick brand/I was packing on the pounds, got my weight up/Had beef on the streets, had to stay up/Betty Crocker showed me how to bake a cake, brah/Doing that put everything I love at stake, brah"—Morray

"He was playing games, got you dancing in the middle of the club/Got you dancing in the middle of the club/I know what you chasing, you can only get this feeling from a thug/You can only get this feeling from a thug/Tears falling, and it's liquor in your cup, all you really want is love/Baby, all you really want is love/Only talk to bosses, independent, can't be fucking with a scrub/Girl, I know you can't be fucking with a scrub"—Polo G

"Baby, come give me something new/Baby, come give me something new/’Cause I can't stop lovin' you/Since I got a taste of your love/Baby, come give me something new"—Ty Dolla $ign

"Said play with my pussy, but don't play with my emotions/If you spend some money, then maybe I just might fuck ya/When I shake that ass, I'ma do that shit in slow motion/You got a whole lotta cash, and nigga, you know I want it"—Doja Cat