conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Write me a song called Dope House Remix with the following description: Remix of Track #4 titled Dope House off the mixtape Cocaine Riot #5 by Chinx. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song.
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: (Intro)
  Aye, nigga, if you ain't c
  op
  pin'
  You ain't got no business around the fuckin' spot
  Fuck you hangin' round the trap fo'?
  Bout my dope house
  (Pre-Hook)
  Booking on the interstate
  I'm bailing with them bricks
  Cooking with the flour
  Hit me if you need the fish
  Bottom of the ninth
  Choppers loaded, that's the ball game
  Pussy, you a target and I barely ever miss
  (Hook)
  Fuck up out my dope house x 4
  (Verse 1: French Montana)
  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, with 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
  'Dem young boys tryna hoop every work when I
  Hit the curve, I was Tyson on the roof
  They be playin' with 'em birds
  Catch me on the Interstate, 95 South
  Speedin' had the feed by 959
  Post it on the block with the flower, need a fix
  Klay Thompson with the rock, won't miss (Hook)
  Fuck up out my dope house x 4
  (Pre-Hook)
  Booking on the interstate
  I'm bailing with them bricks
  Cooking with the flour
  Hit me if you need the fish
  Bottom of the ninth
  Choppers loaded, that's the ball game
  Pussy, you a target and I barely ever miss
  (Hook)
  Fuck up out my dope house x 4
  (Verse 2: Chinx)
  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
  You the type to pull-up to the venue with my old bitch
  Flocka finally made it, so ya know I bought 'em all
  Twelve hit the trap, shook it down wall to wall
  But we already skated on our way to Baltimore
  Muthafuck 'em all, tell 'em bitches get the door (Pre-Hook)
  Booking on the interstate
  I'm bailing with them bricks
  Cooking with the flour
  Hit me if you need the fish
  Bottom of the ninth
  Choppers loaded, that's the ball game
  Pussy, you a target and I barely ever miss
  (Hook)
  Fuck up out my dope house x 4
  (Verse 3: Jadakiss)
  Yeah, fuck up out my dope house, where 'em niggas came from
  Montega Jada, 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
  We ain't sellin' bundles either, 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 on the arm then I need a lil interest
  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! (Pre-Hook)
  Booking on the interstate
  I'm bailing with them bricks
  Cooking with the flour
  Hit me if you need the fish
  Bottom of the ninth
  Choppers loaded, that's the ball game
  Pussy, you a target and I barely ever miss
  (Hook)
  Fuck up out my dope house x 4