Nicki Minaj ft. Lil Herb - ChiRaq | Текст песни

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• Nicki Minaj ft. Lil Herb
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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 two inside F*ck wrong with these ho n*ggas? Don’t do coke, I don’t blow n*gga I don’t tell n*ggas I show n*ggas And it’s never less than like 4 n*ggas Hot sauce and ketchup n*gga He telling and he hiding, But real n*ggas will still catch a n*gga I cop Raris, don’t test drive em Home theaters, can’t best buy em These n*ggas 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*tches that talk sh*t, now them the b*tches I stunt for Malcom X daughter came at me Looking n*ggas ain’t happy Rolled out with some Latin Kings and some eses in them plain khakis Snap b*tches no snap cam Pop p*ssy on a hand stand, They sucking d*ck like a band camp Call Web and then call Nitty Queens n*ggas in its all hoodies, Kidnapping and then rob n*ggas Call D-Rock for a biggie P*ssy ass lil rap n*ggas I f*cked with real trap nigas Pop star, icon but I send n*ggas come snatch n*ggas I’m with EBK, you on EBT Got a black nine, call it BET School n*ggas get a GED And I tease n*ggas make em B.E.G Got a money fetish, imam fly to Venice Got a big house, I can play some tennis Lil Herb, what’s good I’m a bad b*tch and I f*ck good

(Hook – Lil Herb) Know a couple n*ggas that’s down to ride for a homicide when it’s drama time, Run up on a n*gga with llamas flyin Leave his loved ones all traumatized 150 I’m really wit it I’ll drop his ass and then forget it

(Verse 2 – Lil Herb) I’m the man round my side of town, Might see a b*tch and forget I hit it I’m a young n*gga, I be getting money Take your b*tch from you, And these nigas get no respect Imma stay 100 till I’m 6 under Matter fact I gotta keep it 150, For every n*gga that’s gonna come with me I’m on rock block with a new simian, And a blue Bentley and do 160 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*gga ever try to end me, Imma 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 b*tches 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 conversation Shoot a opposition with no hesitation You get my position n*gga you better take it Know some young bulls from a while back Tryna 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*gga you don’t want war, I got old clips, b*tch I’m Baron Davis P*ssy n*gga you don’t want war, I got old clips, b*tch I’m Baron Davis

(Hook – Lil Herb)

Know a couple n*ggas that’s down to ride for a homicide When it’s drama time, Run up on a n*gga with llamas flyin Leave his loved ones all traumatized One-Fifty I’m really wit it I’ll drop his ass and then forget it

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