Chuckyy - No Blickout (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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Chuckyy - No Blickout (en) Lyrics
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What's up with that? We come through
the front and back, when niggas
say, "It's smoke," we on that
Roll a pack, one piece like two
or three souls, I walk down
blocks, shit effortless
G23 on my waistband, chokin'
the trigger, I spot a nigga
with that tough shit
Get on the side of his whip, throw
all in that bitch, it was two days
with a dumb bitch (Grrah, grrah)
And I'm known for rappin'
now, before this, I was known
'cause I dump quick
Go on a hit, swap fit, after the hit,
swap fit, swap the blick out
I was goin' on niggas' shit,
applyin' pressure, I ain't
never been no blick-out
Niggas be bappin' on bodies, but
I ain't gon' say nothin', dude
got left with his dick out
I don't even fuck with no niggas,
I ain't goin' back, think everybody
time done ticked out
Hittin' these hoеs for five minutes,
foot in the air, givе 'em good
dick, they gon' twitch out
19, my main bitch 23, and my
coupe finna turn 36 now
I just got a fat-ass check in, I still
ain't gon' bust my wrist down
You niggas be copy catters, I just
want a plain jane Saturn
Hit a nigga block so quick,
we standin' on bodies so good,
this shit like Tetris
What you want, brodie got it, we ain't
with the talkin', you run up,
you get headshotted (Bah, bah)
We leavin' shit on the ground,
busted open, his shit
like pasta (Boom, boom)
Runnin' up digits, I'm runnin' up
bitches, I'm runnin' up bodies,
this life shit awesome (Yeah)
Somebody get him a doctor, Bathh
'nem come through, clean
up broad day (Hell nah)
15K on MENACE, I go crazy,
2K spent on hangers
I was just up in the basement, now I'm
in LA, might go to the A later
Skateboard, I just learned how
to skateboard, do a kick-flip
on the pavement (Yeah)
Uh, headboard, pretty face all on
the headboard, hit it from the
back, can't take it (Know that)
I smoke dead opps, can't take
it, fuck nigga can't even believe
I made it (Made it)
That day I woke up rich, I blacked out,
lil' bro, I went crazy (Crazy)
Hit the 'Raq in the BP just 'cause
I want to, these niggas ain't
never on shit (Nothing)
Nigga, fix your face when you're
lookin' at us, lil' Ron
off X and he bust quick
Nah, it ain't shit, soon as we catch
us a nigga, we put him in
the back of the trunk and shit
I pop out with a fully, tyin' up
my hoodie, I'm back inside,
back on that dumb shit (Nah)
Niggas gettin' this rap confused,
we leave shit layin', that
smell like skunk shit
And I'm one of a kind, don't
nobody rap my rhymes, what
I rap, I done it (On top)
Throw a party, gon' feel like a function,
six-two hit his shit, give him
concussion (Brrt, brrt, brrt, brrt)
Uh, I can't buy no bitch no
bag, but you might luck up
and come with me to London
G23 on my waistband, chokin' the trigger,
I spot a nigga with that
tough shit (Grrah, grrah, grrah)
Niggas be bappin' on bodies, but I ain't
gon' say nothin', dude got left with
his dick out (Know that, nigga)
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