Letra de City Sounds Like - Swizz Beatz

(Feat. Fivio Foreign, Bandmanrill)

Zaza zaza zaza

Damn, oh (Ayy)

Woah (Ayy)

Damn (What's poppin')

This what the city's 'posed to sound like

(Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)

This what the city's 'posed to sound like

(Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)

This what these streets 'posed to sound like (Ladies and gentlemen)

This what the city's 'posed to sound like (Oh, oh)

This what these streets 'posed to sound like (Oh, oh)

This what the city's 'posed to sound like (Oh, oh)

This what these streets 'posed to sound like (Yeah)

Man, I ball like LeBron, niggas lost and jealous (Oh)

Come to my city, it's handguns and Berettas (Damn)

I'm on the block with the fellas (Baow), the fuck they gon' tell us? (Baow)

They like "How he got so rich?" Five thousand from Betha

If it's Maison Margiela (Oh), if it's Fivi', she wetter

Got a thousand-dollar sweater but I still ain't gon' sweat her

I construction the Timbs (Yeah), then I Pelle the leather (Yeah)

I just caught me a drill (Yeah), in some Botega Venetta (Grrt, baow)

They blame us for the killings (Yeah), I sat down with the mayor (Yeah)

If you listen to lyrics (Yeah) then I'm like "Ask what the prey is" (Yeah)

They can hate on the game (Yeah), I'm just one of the players

Your whole word is against us, only God can save us

And my light is a saber, and my Sonic is SEGA (Woo)

In my mouth is a razor, on my gun is a laser (Oh)

If I fuck, it's a favor, if you owe, you gon' pay us

I came in here with Swizz, bitch

This what the city's 'posed to sound like

(Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)

This what the city's 'posed to sound like

(Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)

(What you are hearing, life will never be the same again)

This what these streets 'posed to sound like (Goddamnit)

This what the city's 'posed to sound like (Oh, oh)

This what these streets 'posed to sound like (Oh, oh)

This what the city's 'posed to sound like (Oh, oh)

This what these streets 'posed to sound like (Ayy, bruh)

Bitch I'm ballin' like Irving, but I’m not from the Irv

Said he be in the hood, lil bro be in the 'burbs (Here we go)

Gotti maf', that’s the slime, we got years, call it time

Lil bitch like how I rhyme, and my bitch, she a dime, ay (New York City)

Niggas be hatin' so I’m movin' oppy

Fuck the Gs, boy, I got a shotty

Bullets, they rippin' through a nigga body

She tried to take off, a nigga Tommy (Oh)

Niggas shot door right behind me

Watch your girl, might try to line me

And breeshcake doing it by me

I gotta stack the money up way from 'round me (Woo)

All these niggas sendin disses (Oh) tryna get some views

He must not know my lil bro, he really pushing on the news

Lil bro tryna catch a, huh, that’s for his point-of-view

Play with mine then you know that grip gon' have to point at you

Look, I be in the South, look, I be where I’m good

Opps say that they get money, what you do for the hood?

No, I am not a rapper, get that shit understood

But I really be snappin, and that money be good, ay (Goddamnit)

(Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)

This what the city's 'posed to sound like

(Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)

(What you are hearing, life will never be the same again)

This what these streets 'posed to sound like (Goddamnit)

This what the city's 'posed to sound like (Oh, oh)

This what these streets 'posed to sound like (Oh, oh)

This what the city's 'posed to sound like (Oh, oh)

This what these streets 'posed to sound like (Goddamnit)

Say what?

Say what?

Say what?

Get down

Goddamn it, say blrrt

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