NICKI MINAJ

NICKI MINAJ - ChiRaq (feat Lil Herb) lyrics

rate me

Ain’t yelling cut when It’s shooting time

Sign up,it’s recruiting time

Big wigs with a suit and tie

And them big things got 2 inside

Fuck wrong with these hoe niggaz bhitch

Don’t do coke ,I don’t blow niggaz

I don’t tell niggaz I show niggaz

And it’s never less than like 4 niggaz

4 wings and some French fries

Hot sauce and ketchup,nigga

He telling and he hiding but real niggaz still catch a nigga

I cop Raris ,don’t test drive them

Home theaters,can’t best buy them

These niggaz that I roll with don’t let a single thing get by them

King pins and them drug lords

Shot towns no gun lords

Broke bitches that talk shit,now them the bitches I stunt for

Malcom X daughter came at me

Looking niggaz ain’t happy

Romeo out with some Latin Kings and some eses and them plain khakis

Smack bitches no smack can

Pop pussy on a hand stan,they sucking dick like a band camp

Call Web and then call Nitty

Queens niggaz in it’s all hoodies

Kidnapping and then rob niggaz

Pussy ass ,little rap niggaz

I fucked with real trap niggaz

Pop star,icon but I send niggaz come snatch niggaz

I’m with EBK,you on EBT

Got a black nine,call it BET

School niggaz get a GED

And I tese niggaz make them B.I.G

Got a money fetish,Imma fly to Venice

Got a big house I could play some tennis

Lil herb,what’s good

I’m a bad bitch and I fuck good

Know a couple niggaz that’s down to ride for a homicide

When it’s drama time

Run up on a nigga with the llamas flyin’

Leave these loved ones all traumatized

150 I’m really with it

I’ll drop his ass and then forget it

i'm the man around my side of town

might see a bitch and forget i hit it

I’m a young nigga I be getting money

Take your bitch from you

And these niggaz get no respect

I’mma stay 100 ‘til I’m 6 under

As a matter of fact I got to keep it 150

For every nigga that’s gonna come with me

I’m on rock block with a new semi

And a blue Bentley and do 1.60

Smoke a lot of weed

Like fuck gimmicks ,put a Dutch in me

Got a 40 on me ,I don’ t trust any

And if any nigga ever try to end me

I’mma die shooting praying God forgive me

You too busy hating you can’t get no paper ,why yall so silly?

Straight killers I can call so many

I don’t love no bitches but my momma,my sister,my gun and Nicky

I’m in Hollywood came from Kingston Food

Shorties standing in the streets with tools

Where I’m from we don’t play no games

Ain’t no April fools,you will make the news

Where I hang we don’t say no names

If you talk to cops I stay away from you

Keep your mouth shut in the investigations

You’ll be out the station in a day or 2

Dedication and a little patience

Leave the domination on my way to greatness

Don’t put yourself up in a situation

Putting my relations in your conversations

Shoot an opposition with no hesitation

You get my position then you better take it

Know some young boys from a while back

Tryin’ to leave the game but they never made it

I got old shit killing your shit

On a couple tracks I just never played it

Pussy nigga you don’t want war ,

I got old clips ,bitch,I’m Baron Davis

Pussy nigga you don’t want war

I got old clips,bitch,I’m Baron Davis

Know a couple niggaz that’s down to ride for a homicide

When it’s drama time

Run up on a nigga with the llamas flyin’

Leave these loved ones all traumatized

150 I’m really with it

I’ll drop his ass and then forget it

I'm the man round my side of town

I might see a bitch and forget I hit it

Thanks to Cece for correcting these lyrics

Thanks to dedee for correcting these lyrics

Thanks to Lil Herb for correcting these lyrics

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