KB Mike - Chiraq (Official Video)

https://presave.umusic.com/kb-mike-ch... Follow KB Mike   / kbmikee_     / kbmikee_     / kbmikee   https://vm.tiktok.com/ZMeehsLrx/ 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