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nicki minaj - chiraq (feat lil herb) lyrics

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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
f-ck worn with these hoe n-gg-z
don’t do c-ke ,i don’t blow n-gg-z

i don’t tell n-gg-z i show n-gg-z
and it’s never less than like 4 n-gg-z
4 wings and some french fries
hot sauce and ketchup,n-gg-
he telling and he hiding but real

i cop raris ,don’t test drive them
home theaters,can’t best buy them
these n-gg-z 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 b-tches that talk sh-t,now them the b-tches i stunt for
malcom x daughter came at me
looking n-gg-z ain’t happy
romeo out with some latin kings and some eses and them plain khakis
snack b-tches no snack can
pop p-ssy on a hand stan,they sucking d-ck like a band camp
call web and then call nitty
queens n-gg-z in it’s all hoodies
kidnapping and then rob n-gg-z

p-ssy -ss ,little rap n-gg-z
i f-cked with real trap n-gg-z
pop star,icon but i send n-gg-z come sn-tch n-gg-z
i’m with ebk,you on ebt
got a black nine,call it bet
school n-gg-z get a ged
and i tese n-gg-z 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 b-tch and i f-ck good

know a couple n-gg-z that’s down to ride for a homicide
when it’s drama time
run up on a n-gg- with the llamas flyin’
leave these loved ones all traumatized
one-fifty i’m really with it
i’ll drop his -ss and then forget it
i’m a young n-gg- i be getting money
take your b-tch from you
and these n-gg-z get no respect
i’mma stay 100 ’til i’m 6 under
as a matter of fact i got to keep it 1.50
for every n-gg- 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 f-ck gimmicks ,put a dutch in me
got a 40 on me ,i don’ t trust any
and if any n-gg- 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 you all so silly?
straight killers i can call so many
i don’t love no b-tches but my mom,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
i f 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 n-gg-,better take it
know some young bulls from a while back
tryin’ to leave the game but they never made it

i got old sh-t killing your sh-t
on a couple tracks i just never played it
p-ssy n-gg- you don’t want war ,
i got old clips ,b-tch,i’m baron davis
p-ssy n-gg- you don’t want war
i got old clips,b-tch,i’m baron davis

know a couple n-gg-z that’s down to ride for a homicide
when it’s drama time
run up on a n-gg- with the llamas flyin’
leave these loved ones all traumatized
one-fifty i’m really with it
i’ll drop his -ss and then forget it
while i run my side of town
i might see a b-tch and forget i hit it



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