No Chances

[Chorus: Ciggy Blacc]
Ain't no chances, hop out the V' get to blammin'
Ain't no chances, hop out the V' get to blammin'
Ain't no chances, hop out the V' get to blammin'
Ain't no chances, hop out the V' get to blammin'
Ain't no chances, hop out the V' get to blammin'
Gun hit his lungs, ain't no cancer
Ain't no chances, hop out the V' get to blammin'
Gun hit his lungs, ain't no cancer

[Verse: Nick Blixky]
Said it's very tempting
.40 got wild extensions
What's on my mind is treacherous
Said I've might've mentioned
Given them mass attention
You might just got to keep weapon 'fore they kick like Tekken
Just so my heater stretch 'em
Just so my heater stretch 'em
Pull up to your block, and dump all these shots, me and Cig' let it fly
Remember I was down and then I came up, it was all because of the pole-pole
Run down, gimmie that, and take all your jewels, we ain't makin' no shows
Might pull up where they lay at
Me, Ciggy go way back
Opps chillin' where the jakes at
We just given shots, take that

[Verse 2: TipTopHB]
No chances
Delo start rockin' and scammin'
Hop out that car given' action
Don't know this guy so I text him
[?], I be tellin' bro [?], designer my fashion
Turn up your crib and get active
Back out that blicky he start dancing
I'm in the field gettin' active, you on the field but you camping
He gon' get shipped 'cause he dead heat
ACP rip through his red meat
I don't do the talk, let the bread speak
I line the chalk, do you get me
Shootin' once, and [?]
Politics don't equal pennies
Got the same opps, let be friendly, make that boy drop like a [?]

[Chorus: Ciggy Blacc]
Ain't no chances, hop out the V' get to blammin'
Ain't no chances, hop out the V' get to blammin'
Ain't no chances, hop out the V' get to blammin'
Ain't no chances, hop out the V' get to blammin'
Ain't no chances, hop out the V' get to blammin'
Gun hit his lungs, ain't no cancer
Ain't no chances, hop out the V' get to blammin'
Gun hit his lungs, ain't no cancer

[Verse: Ciggy Blacc]
Ain't no chances
Niggas mad, I'm in the track wit' the blicky da blicky da blicky
Feel a way, spin my block and leave me the sticky da sticky
But you won't, .30 my hip leave 'em close
Better duck 'em, bullets gon' poke, gon' leave a dumb nigga stuck is a must
Niggas buggin'
Me and Nick use to ball since a youngin'
He turned G'z, I done turned to the Cuzzin'
Bend your block, and deliver like Dominos
[?]
Babiiez run through and they click a few
Death on the scene tell 'em "Adios"
Nick Blixky wit' the blick, told him "Pick 'em off"
Leave 'em sippin' more
Body drops I be [?], have 'em screamin' "Lord"

[Chorus: Ciggy Blacc]
Ain't no chances, hop out the V' get to blammin'
Ain't no chances, hop out the V' get to blammin'
Ain't no chances, hop out the V' get to blammin'
Ain't no chances, hop out the V' get to blammin'
Ain't no chances, hop out the V' get to blammin'
Gun hit his lungs, ain't no cancer
Ain't no chances, hop out the V' get to blammin'
Gun hit his lungs, ain't no cancer