Nicki Minaj - Chi Raq Feat Lil Herb Lyrics

[Nicki Minaj]
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 two inside
Fuck wrong with these ho niggas?
I don't do coke, I don't blow niggas
I don't tell niggas, I show niggas
And it's never less than like 4 niggas
4 wings and some french fries
Hot sauce and ketchup nigga
He telling and he hiding
But real niggas will still catch a nigga
I cop Raris, I don't test drive em
Home theaters, can't best buy em
These niggas that I roll with
Don't let a single thing get by em
King pins and them drug lords
Chi-town no gun laws
Broke bitches that talk shit
Now them the bitches I stunt for
Malcolm X daughter came at me
Looking ass niggas ain't happy
Rolled out with some Latin Kings
And some eses and them plain khakis
Smack bitches, no smack cam
Closed fists, no back hands
Pop pussy on a hand stand, they sucking dick
Like it's band camp
Call Web and then call Nitty
Queens niggas in it's all hoodies
Kidnapping and then rob niggas
Call D-Roc for a Biggie
Pussy ass lil rap niggas
I fucked with real trap niggas
Pop star, icon
But I send niggas come snatch niggas
I'm with EBK, you on EBT
Got a black nine, call it BET
School niggas get a GED
And I tease niggas make em B. E. G
Got a money fetish, I'mma fly to Venice
Got a big house I can play some tennis
Lil herb, what's good?
I'm a bad bitch and I fuck good

[Lil Herb]
Know a couple niggas
That's down to ride for a homicide
When it's drama time
Run up on a nigga with the llamas flyin
Leave his loved ones all traumatized
One-fifty I'm really wit' it
I'll drop his ass and then forget it
I'm the man round my side of town
Might see a bitch and forget I hit it

[Lil Herb]
I'm a young nigga I be getting money
Take your bitch from you
And these niggas get no respect
I'mma stay 100 till I'm 6 under
Matter fact I gotta keep it 150
For every nigga that's gon come with me
I'm on rock block with a new semi
And a blue Bentley and do 160
Smoke a lot a 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 are ya'll so silly?
Straight killers I can call so many
I don't love no bitches
But my mom, my sister, my gun and Nicki
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 cop I stay away from you
Keep your mouth shut in them investigations
You'll be out the station in a day or two
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 a opposition with no hesitation
You get my position nigga better take it
Know some young bulls from a while back
Tryna 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

[Lil Herb]
Know a couple niggas
That's down to ride for a homicide
When it's drama time
Run up on a nigga with the llamas flyin
Leave his loved ones all traumatized
One-fifty I'm really wit' it
I'll drop his ass and then forget it
I'm the man round my side of town
Might see a bitch and forget I hit it

[Lil Herb]
Gang, gang, gang shit man
You already know how I'm rocking man
This is G Herbo shout out Nicki Minaj you know man
SB just gave me the nine with the green beam
Just give me the green light
Letting niggas have it man
We pulling up anywhere wetting shit man
Got 50s in them Tecs, 50s in them Macs man
30s in them Glocks
17 shot Berettas all that shit man
Sawed offs, pumps man what you want?
How you want it, when you want, where you want it
Let's get it
And I ride dolo from state to state
Even when I ain't 150 man Chiraq
All the way to Queens
Let's get it

[Nicki Minaj]
Uh-huh I always got a trick up my sleeve
I might give you a new trick every week
Till this album drop, I don't know
I figured they want some more
I'mma give you some more
Ask Web if I wasn't taking them trips
What up nigga?








*Chi-Raq: uma mistura de Chicago e Iraque. Este termo foi
criado pelos próprios americanos para mostrar que
o número de crime e da grande violência
que ocorre na cidade, é igual ao do Iraque