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Young Quicks - Lil Chicago (Official Music Video)

#YoungQuicks #LilChicago #MusicVideo Stream / Download: https://open.spotify.com/album/6Mb1VX... Director- Rick Holden for @holdenonmedia Song Producer - Dj Slim for @empirerecordings Executive Producer - Eddie Reyes for @hoodspacemusic Songwriter - Arnoldo Torres aka @youngquicks Follow YQ:   / youngquicks     / youngquicks     / youngquicks   Explicit Lyrics (English & Spanish): (Verse) Welcome to little Chicago, Where you can learn some things when it comes to survival, Where you won’t live another day if you're the rival, I’m here with slim cutting up records like they vinyl, If I’m not humble dicen que soy hombre malo, My mother always told me Mijo eres Muy vago, And by your eyes it’s looking like you had a trago, Y como le haces sin Trabajo compras carros, Tienes vicios caros, I’m sick with the flow, Whatever you make a week I probably get for a show, I bet they know I’m the type to get it and go, And give it all to my momma before I spend on a ho (Chorus) I’m from a city where they show no Pitty, In the streets I made the honor roll, We chase the dough not the fucking kitty, If they catch you then you never fold, You gotta ride till the day you die, Or live a lie till the day you die, I’m from a city where they show no pitty, We chase the dough not the fucking kitty (Verse) Dawg I bet you’ve heard where I’m from, We don’t run, or ever hide, we just hang out for fun, If anybody got a problem they can come to the front, The only time I give a shit is when I'm taking a dump, I showed up slumped don’t get me drunk cuz I might hit up the club, End up with the first hyna who come show me some love, I remember with the homies pitching in for a dub, Now look at us, you’ll get it all when it’s in god that you trust, Vengo donde te Matan por una gorra, When you really popping even haters enchan porras, But all we really after is the pay for every hora, It’s time to type the digits into the calculadora (Chorus) I’m from a city where they show no Pitty, In the streets I made the honor roll, We chase the dough not the fucking kitty, If they catch you then you never fold, You gotta ride till the day you die, Or live a lie till the day you die, I’m from a city where they show no pitty, We chase the dough not the fucking kitty (Verse/Outro): I’m in little chiraq, With about 12 racks, Tell me who gone count that, Loose it all tell me will you bounce back, Put my city on the map, I, Got the city on my back, Brown skin in all black, With a dime went and got a quarter back www.theofficialyoungquicks.com