KB Mike - Chiraq (Official Video)

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Lyrics:
I'm From the city where everybody hating
Guns be blazing
His Mama crying her son on that pavement
She wished that he made it

Say he was a good kid
But she dont know all of the shit that he did

He was outside with killers
He was outside with them niggas

Now he dead he a victim
Everybody miss him

Why yall wasnt with em
Why yall aint help him
yall knew the life he was living

Even though yall aint did it
Yall was his killers
Yall was the ones that had killed him

Why yall aint slide on them niggas
Why yall aint ride on them niggas
Why yall aint go out and get em

Im from the city where it aint no love
Dont take a pill they be sellin fake drugs

Backdoor open you dont know who to trust
Everybody cheating you dont know who to love
And the day that you die everybody gone say that they miss you
The day that you die everybody gone say they was with you

Rip kenneka like damn ion know where to start
Nah i didnt know her but she aint deserve that, that shit it be hurtin my heart

Im from the city everybody say on foe nem
On bro nem
We might say on god

Call it chiraq
Cause we like iraq
In this city we all going to war

Live yo life you can die anyday

Damn Somebody dyin everyday
Who the fuck we gone trust when the cops just keep killin our race

And lying and shit to our face
He was a killer they killed em caught 1 to the face

He was dissing the dead now he dead
Life work in mysterious ways

Im from the city where you gotta keep a gun
Dont sit in cars you can die up in one
Im from the city with switches

Im from the city with killers
Blickers
Catch him on live and get em

Fuck going to school cant risk it
Even the shorties some killers
Even the shorties a kill ya

Im From the city where everybody hating
Guns be blazing
His Mama crying her son on that pavement
She wished that he made it
Say he was a good kid
But she dont know all of the shit that he did

He was outside with killers
He was outside with them niggas

Now he dead he a victim
Everybody miss him

Why yall wasnt with em
Why yall aint help him
yall knew the life he was living

Even though yall aint did it
Yall was his killers
Yall was the ones that had killed him

Why yall aint slide on them niggas
Why yall aint ride on them niggas
Why yall aint go out and get em

Im from the city of demons
Where you can get clapped if you tweaking
Where we say you capping or tweaking

Same car come around we know its the opps get to squeezing
Reaching
Living for what if we die for no reason
We Living for what if we die for no reason


Im from the city where shellz fly kids die homicides mamas crying cause her son a victim
Im from the city where kellz died dre died stolen lives i lost my brother nigga
Im From the city where everybody hating

Guns be blazing
His Mama crying her son on that pavement
She wished that he made it

Say he was a good kid
But she dont know all of the shit that he did

He was outside with killers
He was outside with them niggas

Now he dead he a victim
Everybody miss him

Why yall wasnt with em
Why yall aint help him
yall knew the life he was living

Even though yall aint did it
Yall was his killers
Yall was the ones that had killed him

Why yall aint slide on them niggas
Why yall aint ride on them niggas
Why yall aint go out and get em