Chi-Raq
Nicki Minaj G Herbo Lyrics
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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 with these ho niggas?
Don't do coke, I don't blow niggas
And it's never less than like four niggas
Four wings and some french fries
Hot sauce and ketchup nigga
He telling and he hiding
But real niggas'll still catch a nigga
Cop-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
Lookin' ass niggas ain't happy
Rolled out with some Latin Kings
And some eses in them plain khakis
Smack bitches, no smack cam
Closed fists, no back hands
Pop-pop pussy on a hand stand
They suckin' dick like it's band camp
Call-call-call Web and then call Nitty
Queens niggas in it's all hoodies
Kidnappin' and then rob niggas
Call D-Roc 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, I'ma 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
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 with it
I'll drop his ass and then forget it (look)
I'm the man round my side of town (look, look, look, look, look)
Might see a bitch and forget I hit it (gang)
I'm a young nigga I be gettin' money
Take your bitch from you
And these niggas don't get no respect
I'ma stay 100 'til I'm 6 under
Matter fact I gotta keep it 150
For every nigga that's gon' come with me
I'm on Roc Block with a new Semi
And a blue Bentley, it do one-sixty
Smoke a lot a of weed like fuck kidneys, 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'ma 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 don't love no bitches but my mom, my sister
And 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 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
Don't 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 don't want war
I got old clips bitch I'm Baron Davis
(Old clips bitch I'm Baron Davis)
(Old clips bitch I'm Baron Davis)
Pussy nigga you don't want war
I got old clips bitch I'm 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'm really with 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
Gang, gang, gang shit man
You already know how I'm 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 don't know
I figured they want some more
I'ma give you some more
Ask Webb if I wasn't taking them trips with him, nigga
Chyea
The song "Chiraq" by Nicki Minaj feat. Lil Herb is a rap song that is centered around the tough and violent streets of Chicago, which is often referred to as "Chiraq" due to the high levels of gun violence. The lyrics are filled with references to guns, gangs, and drugs, which are common themes in rap music. The first verse starts with Nicki Minaj boasting about her success and how she does not associate herself with drug use, but rather she prefers to demonstrate her abilities through her music. She mentions that she always keeps a group of strong people around her, who can handle any situation that comes their way. In the second verse, Lil Herb talks about the violence in his neighborhood and how he is willing to go to any extent to protect himself and his loved ones. He talks about carrying a variety of guns and how he always remains prepared to deal with any situation that may arise.
Overall, the song is a representation of the struggles that young people face while growing up in violent communities. It is also a commentary on how the endemic violence perpetuates a cycle of retaliation and revenge that often leads to loss of life.
Line by Line Meaning
Mmh uh
Expressing a moment of contemplation
Ain't yellin' cut when it's shootin' time
Don't stop the action when it's time to go
Sign up, it's recruitin' time
Join in, it's time to gather
Big wigs with a suit and tie
Important people dressed in formal attire
And them big things got two inside
And those important people have powerful weapons
Fuck wrong with these ho niggas?
What's the matter with these weak-ass dudes?
Don't do coke, I don't blow niggas
I'm not into drugs, I don't waste my time on losers
I don't tell niggas, I show niggas
I don't just talk, I prove myself through actions
And it's never less than like four niggas
And I always roll with at least four people
Four wings and some french fries
Ordering a meal of chicken wings and fries
Hot sauce and ketchup nigga
Adding hot sauce and ketchup for extra flavor
He telling and he hiding
He's snitching and trying to stay hidden
But real niggas'll still catch a nigga
But loyal people will still find and confront him
Cop-cop 'Raris, I don't test drive em
Buying luxury cars without needing to test drive them
Home theaters, can't Best Buy 'em
Having custom-built home theaters that you can't find at Best Buy
These niggas that I roll with
The people I hang out with
Don't let a single thing get by 'em
Don't let anything go unnoticed
King pins and them drug lords
Powerful leaders in the drug trade
Chi-town, no gun laws
Referring to the city of Chicago and its lack of strict gun regulations
Broke bitches that talk shit
Poor women who talk nonsense
Now them the bitches I stunt for
Now those are the women I show off for
Malcolm X daughter came at me
Someone important related to Malcolm X approached me
Lookin' ass niggas ain't happy
Jealous people aren't pleased
Rolled out with some Latin Kings
I left with some members of a gang called Latin Kings
And some eses in them plain khakis
And some Latinos dressed in plain khaki clothing
Smack bitches, no smack cam
Slap women, no recording it for social media
Closed fists, no back hands
Using closed fists to hit, not backhands
Pop-pop pussy on a hand stand
Shooting at someone with skill
They suckin' dick like it's band camp
They're giving oral sex like they're in a band camp
Call-call-call Web and then call Nitty
Contacting someone named Web and then someone named Nitty
Queens niggas in it's all hoodies
People from Queens, New York, all wearing hoodies
Kidnappin' and then rob niggas
Kidnapping and robbing people
Call D-Roc for a biggie
Calling someone named D-Roc for assistance
Pussy-ass lil' rap niggas
Weak rappers
I fucked with real trap niggas
I associate with genuine drug dealers
Pop star, icon
A famous musician, an icon
But I send niggas come snatch niggas
But I send people to assault and capture others
I'm with EBK, you on EBT
I'm with the street gang EBK, you're on government assistance
Got a black nine, call it BET
I have a black handgun, I call it BET (Black Entertainment Television)
School niggas, get a GED
Educated people, get a General Equivalency Diploma
And I tease niggas, make em B-E-G
And I play with people, make them beg
Got a money fetish, I'ma fly to Venice
I have an obsession with money, I'll fly to Venice
Got a big house I can play some tennis
I have a large house where I can play tennis
Lil Herb, what's good?
Lil Herb, what's up?
I'm a bad bitch and I fuck good
I'm a powerful woman and I'm talented in bed
Know a couple niggas that's down to ride
Know some guys who are ready to fight
For a homicide when it's drama time
Willing to commit murder when things get intense
Run up on a nigga with the llamas flyin'
Approach someone with guns blazing
Leave his loved ones all traumatized
Cause emotional pain to his loved ones
One-fifty I'm really with it
Fully committed, 150%
I'll drop his ass and then forget it
I'll take him down and move on
I'm the man round my side of town
I'm respected and powerful in my neighborhood
Might see a bitch and forget I hit it
I might see a woman and forget that I had sex with her
I'm a young nigga I be gettin' money
I'm a young man making money
Take your bitch from you
Steal your girl
And these niggas don't get no respect
And these guys don't get any respect
I'ma stay 100 'til I'm 6 under
I'll stay true until I die
Matter fact I gotta keep it 150
Actually, I have to keep it even more real, 150%
For every nigga that's gon' come with me
For every person who will join me
I'm on Roc Block with a new Semi
I'm in a dangerous neighborhood with a new semi-automatic weapon
And a blue Bentley, it do one-sixty
And a blue Bentley car that can reach a speed of 160 mph
Smoke a lot of weed like fuck kidneys
I smoke a lot of marijuana and don't care about my health
Put a dutch in me
Smoke a rolled marijuana joint
Got a .40 on me, I don't trust any
I have a .40 caliber gun on me, I don't trust anyone
And if any nigga ever try to end me
And if anyone ever tries to harm me
I'ma die shooting prayin' God forgive me
I'll fight back until the end, praying for forgiveness
You too busy hating you can't get no paper
You're too focused on hating others, you can't make any money
Why are y'all so silly?
Why are all of you so foolish?
Straight killers I can call so many
I know a lot of dangerous people
I don't love no bitches but my mom, my sister
I don't have love for any women except my mother and sister
And my gun and Nicki
And my gun and Nicki Minaj
I'm in Hollywood came from Kingston Food
I'm in Hollywood, but I'm originally from Kingston, Jamaica
Shorties standing in the streets with tools
Young individuals are standing in the streets with weapons
Where I'm from we don't play no games
In my hometown, we don't mess around
Ain't no April fools, you will make the news
There are serious consequences, you'll make the headlines
Where I hang we don't say no names
Where I spend my time, we don't snitch
If you talk to cops I stay away from you
If you cooperate with the police, I'll distance myself from you
Keep your mouth shut in them investigations
Don't say anything during investigations
You'll be out the station in a day or two
You'll be released from the police station within a day or two
Dedication and a little patience
Commitment and some patience
Lead to domination on my way to greatness
Lead to achieving success on my path to greatness
Don't put yourself up in a situation
Don't involve yourself in a risky situation
Puttin' my relations in your conversations
Bringing my relationships into your discussions
Shoot a opposition with no hesitation
Shoot an enemy without any hesitation
You get my position then you better take it
If you understand my position, you better accept it
Know some young bulls from a while back
Know some young guys from a long time ago
Tryna leave the game but they never made it
Trying to leave the criminal lifestyle but never succeeding
I got old shit, killin' your shit
I have old material that will outshine your new material
On a couple tracks I just never played it
On a few songs, I just never released them
Pussy nigga you don't want war
Weak person, you don't want to fight
I got old clips bitch I'm Baron Davis
I have old video footage, I'm like basketball player Baron Davis
Know a couple niggas that's down to ride
Know some guys who are ready to fight
For a homicide when it's drama time
Willing to commit murder when things get intense
Run up on a nigga with the llamas flyin'
Approach someone with guns blazing
Leave his loved ones all traumatized
Cause emotional pain to his loved ones
One-fifty I'm really with it
Fully committed, 150%
I'll drop his ass and then forget it
I'll take him down and move on
I'm the man round my side of town
I'm respected and powerful in my neighborhood
Might see a bitch and forget I hit it
I might see a woman and forget that I had sex with her
Gang, gang, gang shit man
Gang-related, gang-related activity
You already know how I'm rocking man
You already know my style
This is G Herbo, shout out Nicki Minaj
This is G Herbo, giving a shoutout to Nicki Minaj
Sb just gave me the .9 with the green beam
Someone just gave me a gun with a green laser sight
Just give me the green light
Just give me permission
Letting niggas have it man
Attacking people, giving them a hard time
We pulling up anywhere wetting shit man
We're arriving at any location, causing trouble
Got 50s in them TECs, 50s in them MACs man
We have 50-round magazines in our TEC-9s and MAC-10s
30s in them Glocks, 17 shot Berettas, all that shit man
We have 30-round magazines in our Glocks and 17-shot Berettas
Sawed-offs, pumps man what you want?
We have sawed-off shotguns, pump-action shotguns, anything you need
How you want it? Where you want?
How do you want to receive it? Where do you want us?
When you want it, man? Let's get it
When do you want it? Let's do it
And I ride dolo from state to state
And I travel alone from state to state
Even when I ain't 150, man
Even when I'm not at my full capacity, man
Chiraq all the way to Queens, let's get it
From Chicago to Queens, New York, let's do this
I always got a trick up my sleeve
I always have a surprise or plan ready
I might give you a new trick every week
I might surprise you with something new every week
'Til this album drop, I don't know
Until this album is released, I'm unsure
I figured they want some more
I thought they would want more
I'ma give you some more
I'm going to give you more
Ask Webb if I wasn't taking them trips with him, nigga
Ask Webb if I wasn't going on those trips with him
Chyea
Yeah
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: Allen Ritter, Anderson Hernandez, Herbert Wright, Matthew Samuels, Onika Tanya Minaj
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
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