City Sounds Like

Lyrics

[Intro: Swizz Beatz] Zaza zaza zaza Damn, oh (Ayy) Woah (Ayy) Damn (What's poppin') [Chorus: Swizz Beatz & Fivio Foreign] 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) [Verse 1: Fivio Foreign & Swizz Beatz] 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 [Chorus: Swizz Beatz & Bandmanrill] 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) [Verse 2: Bandmanrill & Swizz Beatz] 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) [Chorus: Swizz Beatz] (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) [Outro: Swizz Beatz] Say what? Say what? Say what? Get down Goddamn it, say blrrt