Chinx Drugz

Chinx Drugz - No Way Out lyrics

rate me

Made my way about that lobby

Now I’m a pockin lit come ride me

Pay attention to my OG

So I end up no hobby

I’m on silent grind with my ten toes

Haters fry when that Benz rose

What watch, what you say

Caught that forty higher than ten stones

Get burn, different to each side earn

Now my money straight like earns

Niggas we left but I made the right turn

Before you get left, better say the right words

Work! Nigga is the king of them jet,

f*ck what they talking they ain’t ‘bout to checks

two white bricks rolling in the white bet

yeah fly nigga f*ck em what I got next, Chinkx

Hook:

Twenty bricks in that truck em going

Just got pouring around, pouring around

Only ups when that body’s blowing

If you catch me high and never do it all

Nigga let’s do it all, let’s do it all, nigga let’s do it all,

Let’s do it all, let’s do it all, nigga let’s do it all

Let’s do it all, let’s do it all, nigga let’s do it all

Now that cake nigga won’t kill me

And them bad bitches won’t f*ck me

If you hold a nigga, I want mine

You say a nigga tryin’ to duck me

I’ll be ridin round with my young nigga

Fuck niggas went wrong with em,

My dough stack like ten-five

So five racks by ten times,

Not pull up and stunt on them hoes,

You see me drippin, no cover and go

You stay and links on them corners was cold

Drop that work, let it all on the ..

Might get shot cold .. in the bottle

Young nigga ballin’ and I’m drippin in the ride

Bricks in the trucks ride

Just got move on the bell on the cops

Hook:

Twenty bricks in that truck em going

Just got pouring around, pouring around

Only ups when that body’s blowing

If you catch me high and never do it all

There’s no way out, there’s no way out, nigga there’s no way out

There’s no way out, there’s no way out, nigga there’s no way out

There’s no way out, there’s no way out,

There’s no way out, there’s no way out.

Uh came in this bitch on my own,

No supervision look bitch that I’m grown

He want me dead but I came at the home

Glock for the shell, how many shell took a home

Roll through the blocks all my nigga stop

Boys off a bridge tryin’ get above

When a nigga witch tryin’ live it up,

‘cause when the fans come and get now wish some luck

Chasing that money I’m feel like I’m trash

When I’ll be open I lay with that strap

.. but they image your cap

Only one way in and out of the trap

Feeling like pock getting nigga up

Save that way tryin to feel it up

Yeah, these on the block tryin to get a boss

When I still get the keys, still bigger truck

[Hook:]

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