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                                                            Lirik Lagu Chi-Raq-Nicki Minaj lyrics

                                                            NICKI MINAJ (f/ Lil Herb) LYRICS

                                                            Lirik Lagu Chi-Raq-Nicki Minaj lyrics
                                                            Chi-Raq



                                                            [Verse 1 - 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 dont 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-rock 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, imma 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

                                                            [Hook - 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

                                                            [Verse 2 - 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 im 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

                                                            [Hook - Lil Herb]

                                                            [Lil Herb:]
                                                            Gang, gang, gang shit man you already know I'm rocking man.
                                                            This is G Herbo shout out Nicki Minaj you know man.
                                                            SB just gave me the nine with the green, Beans just gave me the green light.
                                                            Letting niggas have it man we pulling up anywhere wetting shit man.
                                                            Got 50s in them Tecs, 50s in them Mecs man, 30s in them Glocks.
                                                            17 shot Berettas all that shit man. Sawed offs, pumps man what you want?
                                                            How you want it, where you want, where you want it, lets get it.
                                                            And I ride Dolo from state to state even when I ain't 150 man Chiraq all the way to Queens, lets 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?

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