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Chi-Raq Lyrics – Nicki Minaj ft G herbo | Beam me up scotty album

Checkout Nicki Minaj & G herbo new song Chi-raq lyrics from Beam me up scotty album

Nicki Minaj has released her new song Chi-Raq ft G Herbo from her new album Beam me up scotty and its lyrics are written by both of these artists.

Chi-Raq Lyrics

Ain’t yellin’ cut, when it’s shootin’ time
Sign up, it’s recruitin’ time
Big wigs, with a suit and tie
And them big things got two inside

Fuck wrong wit’ these ho niggas?
Dont do coke, I dont blow niggas
I dont tell niggas, I show niggas
And it’s never less than like four niggas

(Four-four) Four wings and some french fries
Hot sauce and ketchup nigga
He telling and he hiding
But real niggas still catch a nigga
Cop Raris? I dont test drive ’em

Home theaters, can’t Best Buy ’em
These niggas that I roll with
Dont 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
Lookin’ ass niggas ain’t happy
Rolled out with some Latin Kings

And some eses in ’em plain khakis
Smack bitches, no smack cam
Closed fists, no back hands
Pop pussy on a hand stand
They suckin’ dick like it’s band camp

Call Webb and then call Nitti
Queens niggas in, it’s all hoodies
Kidnappin’ and then rob niggas

Call D-Roc for a biggie
Pussy ass little rap niggas
I fucked with real trap niggas

Pop star, icon
But I send niggas, come snatch niggas
I am 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 ama fly to Venice
Got a big house, I can play some tennis
Lil Herb, what’s good?
I am a bad bitch and I fuck good

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

1-50, I am really with it
I’ll drop his ass and then forget it
I am the man ’round my side of town
Might see a bitch and forget I hit it

I am a young nigga, I be gettin’ money
Take your bitch from you
And these niggas dont get no respect
I ama stay 100 ’til I am six under

Matter fact, I gotta keep it 150
For every nigga that’s gon’ come with me
I am on Roc Block with a new semi
And a blue Bentley, it do 160

Smoke a lot a of weed, like fuck kidneys
Put a dutch in me, got a 40 on me
I dont trust any, and if any nigga ever try to end me
I ama die shooting, prayin’ God forgive me

You too busy hating, you can’t get no paper
Why are y’all so silly? Straight killers
I can call so many, I dont love no bitches
But my mom, my sister, my gun and Nicki

I am in Hollywood, came from Kingston Food
Shorties standing, in the streets with tools
Where I am from we dont play no games
Ain’t no April fools, you will make the news

Where I hang, we dont say no names
If you talk to cops, 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
Lead to domination on my way to greatness
Dont put yourself up in a situation
Puttin’ my relations, in your conversations

Shoot a opposition, with no hesitation
You get my position, then you better take it
Know some young bulls from a while back
Tryna leave the game but they never made it

I got old shit, killin’ your shit
On a couple tracks I just never played it
Pussy nigga you dont want war

I got old clips bitch I am Baron Davis
Pussy nigga you dont want war
I got old clips bitch I am Baron Davis

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 am really with it
I’ll drop his ass and then forget it
I am the man ’round my side of town
Might see a bitch and forget I hit it

Gang, gang, gang shit man
You already know how I am rocking man
This is G Herbo, shout out Nicki Minaj, you already know man
SB just gave me the .9 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, where you want
When you want it man, 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

Uh-huh, I always got a trick up my sleeve
I might give you a new trick every week
‘Til this album drop, I dont know
I figured they want some more, I ama give you some more
Ask Webb if I wasn’t taking them trips, with ’em nigga!
Chea!

Song Credits –

Song – Chi-Raq
Singer/Lyricists – Nicki Minaj ft G Herbo
Producers – Boi-1da, Allen Ritter & Vinylz
Album – Beam me up scotty

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