Listen to Dope House (Remix) [feat. French Montana & Jadakiss] by Chinx

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

Chinx

Hip-Hop/Rap

38,364 Shazams

Lyrics

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
Writer(s): Jason Phillips, Lionel Pickens, Tyler Bryant Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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