City Sounds Like Swizz Beatz (Ft. Bandmanrill & Fivio Foreign)
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[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
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
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