NICKI MINAJ - ChiRaq (feat Lil Herb) lyrics
rate meAin’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
