Paroles de la chanson Chiraq par KB Mike

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Paroles de la chanson Chiraq par KB Mike

Tell you 'bout my city
'Bout Chiraq
I'll paint you a picture
Just listen
(Shut up, Lino, shut up)

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 don't 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 y'all wasn't with 'em? Why y'all ain't help him?

Y'all knew the life he was living
Even though y'all ain't did it, y'all was his killers
Y'all was the ones that had killed him
Why y'all ain't slide on them niggas?
Why y'all ain't ride on them niggas? Why y'all ain't go out and get 'em?

I'm from the city where it ain't no love, don't take a pill, they be sellin' fake drugs
Backdoor open, you don't know who to trust
Everybody cheating, you don't know who to love
And the day that you die everybody gon' say that they miss you (Say that they miss you)
The day that you die everybody gon' say they was with you (Say they was with you)
R.I.P. Kenneka, like damn, I don't know where to start

Nah, I didn't know her, but she ain't deserve that, that shit, it be hurting my heart
I'm 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 any day, damn, somebody dyin' everyday
Who the fuck we gon' trust when the cops just keep killin' our race and lying and shit to our face?
He was a killer, they killed 'em, caught one to his face
He was dissing the dead, now he dead, life work in mysterious ways
I'm from the city where you gotta keep a gun (Where you gotta keep a gun)
Don't sit in cars, you can die up in one, I'm from the city with switches

I'm from the city with killers, blickers
Catch him on live and get 'em
Fuck going to school, can't risk it (Can't risk it)
Even the shorties some killers, even the shorties a kill ya

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 don't 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 y'all wasn't with 'em? Why y'all ain't help him?

Y'all knew the life he was living
Even though y'all ain't did it, y'all was his killers
Y'all was the ones that had killed him
Why y'all ain't slide on them niggas?
Why y'all ain't ride on them niggas? Why y'all ain't go out and get 'em?

I'm 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 it's the opps, get to squeezing, reaching
Living for what if we die for no reason? (If we die for no reason)
We living for what if we die for no reason (If we die for no reason)
I'm from the city where shells fly, kids die, homicides, mamas crying, 'cause her son a victim ('Cause her son a victim)

I'm from the city where Kellz died, Dre died, stolen lives
I lost my brother, nigga (I lost my brother, nigga)

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 don't 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 y'all wasn't with 'em? Why y'all ain't help him?
Y'all knew the life he was living
Even though y'all ain't did it, y'all was his killers

Y'all was the ones that had killed him
Why y'all ain't slide on them niggas?
Why y'all ain't ride on them niggas? Why y'all ain't go out and get 'em? (Why y'all ain't go out and get 'em)

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