Nicki Minaj - Chi-Raq lyrics

(feat. Lil Herb) [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 f** wrong with these ho n***as? I don't do coke, I don't blow n***as I don't tell n***as, I show n***as And it's never less than like 4 n***as 4 wings and some french fries Hot sauce and ketchup n***a He telling and he hiding but real n***as will still catch a n***a I cop Raris, I don't test drive em Home theaters, can't best buy em These n***as 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 b**hes that talk sh**, now them the b**hes I stunt for Malcolm X daughter came at me Looking a** n***as ain't happy Rolled out with some Latin Kings and some eses and them plain khakis Smack b**hes, no smack cam Closed fists, no back hands Pop p**y on a hand stand, they s**ing dick like it's band camp Call Web and then call Nitty Queens n***as in it's all hoodies Kidnapping and then rob n***as Call D-rock for a biggie p**y a** lil rap n***as I f**ed with real trap n***as Pop star, icon but I send n***as come snatch n***as I'm with EBK, you on EBT Got a black nine, call it BET School n***as get a GED And I tease n***as 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 b**h and I f** good [Hook - Lil Herb:] Know a couple n***as that's down to ride for a homicide When it's drama time Run up on a n***a with the llamas flyin Leave his loved ones all traumatized One-fifty I'm really wit' it I'll drop his a** and then forget it I'm the man round my side of town Might see a b**h and forget I hit it [Verse 2 - Lil Herb:] I'm a young n***a I be getting money Take your b**h from you And these n***as get no respect I'mma stay 100 till I'm 6 under Matter fact I gotta keep it 150 For every n***a 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 f** gimmicks, put a dutch in me Got a 40 on me, I don't trust any And if any n***a 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 k**ers I can call so many I don't love no b**hes 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 n***a better take it Know some young bulls from a while back Tryna leave the game but they never made it I got old sh**, k**ing your sh** On a couple tracks i just never played it p**y n***a you don't want war I got old clips b**h I'm Baron Davis p**y n***a you don't want war I got old clips b**h I'm Baron Davis [Hook - Lil Herb] [Lil Herb:] Gang, gang, gang sh** 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 n***as have it man we pulling up anywhere wetting sh** man. Got 50s in them Tecs, 50s in them Mecs man, 30s in them Glocks. 17 shot Berettas all that sh** 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 n***a?