City Sound Like Lyrics
This what the city sposed to sound like
This what the city sposed to sound like
This what the streets sposed to sound like
Ladies and gentlemen, say what
This what the city sposed to sound like
This what the streets sposed to sound like
This what the city sposed to sound like
This what the streets sposed to sound like
Yeah
Man, I ball like Lebron
N***** lost and jealous
Come to my city, it’s handguns and Berettas
I’m on the block with the fellas
Fuck they gon’ tell us?
They like: ‘How he got so rich?’
Five thousand from Betha
But this Maison Margiela
If it’s Fivvy she wettah
Got a thousand dollar sweater, but I still ain’t gon’ sweat her
I construction the Timbs, then I Pelle the leather
I just caught me a drip, in some Bottega Veneta
They blame us for the killings
I sat down with the Mayor
If you listen to lyrics, than I’m like ask what the prey is
They can hate on the game, I’m just one of them players
The whole world is against us, only God can save us
When my light is a saber
Then my Sonic is Sega
In my mouth is a razor
On my gun is a lazer
If I fuck it’s a favor
If you owe you gon’ pay us
I came in here with Swizzy bitch
This what the city sposed to sound like
This what the city sposed to sound like
What you are hearing
Life will never be the same again, goddammit
This what the streets sposed to sound like
This what the city sposed to sound like
This what the streets sposed to sound like
This what the city sposed to sound like
This what the streets sposed to sound like
Ay, 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
Gotti maf, that’s the slime
We got years call it time
Lil’ bitch like how I rhyme
And my bitch she a dime
New York city
Ay
N***** be hatin’ so I’m movin’ oppy
For the G’s bruh I got a shotty
Bullets they dippin’ thru a n**** body
She tried to take off a n**** Tommy
And a shut door right behind me
Watch yo’ girl might try to line me
And breeshcake doing it
I gotta stack the money from
All these n***** sendin’ disses
Tryna’ get some views
He must not know my lil’ bro, he really pushin’ on the news
Lil’ bro tryna’ catch a huh
That’s for his point of view
Play with mine
Then you know that grip gonna 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
Oh
This what the city sposed to sound like
What you are you hearing
Life will never be the same again
This what the streets sposed to sound like
This what the city sposed to sound like
This what the streets sposed to sound like
This what the city sposed to sound like
This what the streets sposed to sound like
Say what
Say what
Say what
Get down
Goddammit