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Chinx - Dope House [Remix] (feat. French Montana & Jadakiss) lyrics

Artist: Chinx

album: Dope House [Remix] (feat. French Montana & Jadakiss)


Aye, nigga, if you ain't coppin'
You ain't got no biz around the fuckin' spot
Fuck you hangin' round the trap fo'?
Bout my dope, ride
Bookin' on the interstate
I'm bailing with 'em bricks
Cookin' with the flour
Hear me if you need the fish
Bottom of the night
Choppers loaded, that's the ball game
Pussy, you a talk-it and I barely even miss
Get the fuck up out my dope house
Fuck up out my dope house
Fuck up out my dope house
Fuck up out my dope house
Catch me in the black drop
Lookin' like I'm Fritz
Catch me in the back block
Tweekin' like the Nix
When I got a brick, flip it
Then I got a crib
Five cars, wid it gone
Like I'm playin' fo' the Knicks
3 turned to 6 I was fuckin' up the commas
In the drop watch the top fall back like Madonna
'Em young boys chime, hoop A, work winnin'
Hit the curve, I was Tyson on the roof
They be playin' with 'em birds
Catch me on the Interstate, 9-5 South
Sppedin' at the feed by, 959
Post it on the block with the flower, need a fix
Clay Thompson with the rock, real miss
Get the fuck up out my dope house
Fuck up out my dope house
Fuck up out my dope house
Fuck up out my dope house
Bookin' on the interstate
I'm bailing with 'em bricks
Cookin' with the flour
Hear me if you need the fish
Bottom of the night
Choppers loaded, that's the ball game
Pussy, you a talk-it and I barely even miss
Get the fuck up out my dope house
Fuck up out my dope house
Fuck up out my dope house
Fuck up out my dope house
Either hit the block or get a 9 to 5
Nigga pinch that rock or nigga won't survive
Count chicken pocks, I had to block the house
Nag at every bitch we want to fuck and call it drought
Fuck anotha nigga paper, gone and get yo own grip
Turnt to wake up early in the mornin' on my own dick
Told my young'n listen while you plan to get the whole grit
Do the type of pull-ups at the venue with my own bitch
Flocka finally made it, so ya know I bought 'em all
Swell hit the trap, sit down wall to wall
But we already skate it all, I went and bought 'em all
Muthafuck 'em all, tell 'em bitches get the door
Bookin' on the interstate
I'm bailing with 'em bricks
Cookin' with the flour
Hear me if you need the fish
Bottom of the night
Choppers loaded, that's the ball game
Pussy, you a talk-it and I barely even miss
Get the fuck up out my dope house
Fuck up out my dope house
Fuck up out my dope house
Fuck up out my dope house
Yeah, fuck up out my dope house, where 'em niggas came from
Mon' take the jader, where you think I got the name from?
Raised round the junkies, where you think I got my game from?
Soon as the love stop, that's when the pain come
Real sellin' bundles, really we just movin' big shit
Tryna disappear with some work?! Get yo wig split
You can try to find a vein or you can sniff shit
Get it round the arm then I need a lil entrance
Nah, you can't live with us, we don't want no visitors
People call us drug dealers, I say we're distributors
Haters gon' hate cuz we keep makin' 'em sick of us
Keep makin' it hot, they gon' think about evictin' us
Ball, nigga!
Bookin' on the interstate
I'm bailing with 'em bricks
Cookin' with the flour
Hear me if you need the fish
Bottom of the night
Choppers loaded, that's the ball game
Pussy, you a talk-it and I barely even miss
Get the fuck up out my dope house
Fuck up out my dope house
Fuck up out my dope house
Fuck up out my dope house

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