Lyrics

What my city like
Producr : Trapp Free
Lyrics: jswift, cbo, the one



1 st hook2x?s
Well let me show u what my city like drug dealing killing niggas and murder cites ya damn rights well let me show u what my city like hitten licks moving bricks and drive by?s ya damn right


First verse
Im from the cocain capitol chevy is sour appletty guns go clip clappity bricks move to rapidly we trap unhappily practictly all our live we cut throat and gutter slide pipe up in yo wives snatch ya teeth with the plyers and tie yo ass to the tires we set the city on fire in gamecock attire we do it just like the wire down her it aint no childs game and if u want the drama yep we directly aim blow ya head from ya brain and leave ya body in remains in my city it?s a shame cuz dem boys been selling cain and we been made it rain from the river to the main for 500 u can get a whole thang

2 hook 2x?s
Now let me show u what my city like dem boys be riden big bodys wit choppas and still a fight don?t loose yo life
Let me show u what my city like we get to cussin and bussin and often loose a life.
Ya damn right
Second verse

in my city they keep a mouth full of gold liquor spillin just be chillin out tryn to fuck wit some hoes gold grillin drug dealears come get a couple of these o?s niggas in the burg will kill u fa sho for fucking up they doe phines will rob u for yo snickers you aint got to take them off yo feet cuz yo body laying way on da other side of the street boy beef a languge every nigga in da burg speak specially when they bunk up they reefer and mix it with hennesy niggas cant even spell army but be drapped up in camoflauge high as hell from trippen over 20 niggas as a entrorague if u come to the burg don?t flodge cuz dem niggas a pull yo card if u aint lookin from trouble don?t stop cuz dats just where we startin.


3 hook 2xs
now let me show u what my city like toaten steel on big wheels when we ride by don?t loose yo life
now let me show u what my city like moving chickins pimpin bitches so get yo money right
ya damn right
Im from the state of first flight and the city of first blood where niggas is born to be thugs and sell drugs walken wit a mean mug a lil nigga 13 witta 38 snub and a jacket full of packets hoping he aint gotta pull a ratchet on a nigga trying to snatch it dis here is a classic the details of life when u growing in a citi and yo living is trife dreams of money and ice is whats controlling ya life yo gotta buss a nigga head just to earn ya stripes daddy gone so a nigga neva learned what right dats just a glimspe of what my muther fucken citi like.