Tonart: A minor•
Verse 1
Dm
Count me in, though.
What up,
Amsterdam, bro?
Hi.
Aw, shit.
Bro, I love that beat.
That shit make a motherfucker fuck.
I just wanna know, what is it to be an
Amster
City life.
Motherfuckin' smoke.
Am
Dm
This is not a game.
Dm
Hoes shakin' hips for
Frost
And
Dm
Mr.
Jack'll make your ass back three.
Am
Dm
For y 'all that don't know,
Frosty
Jack means dope.
Am
Dm
And even more specific,
Am
Dm
rock cult, for city life
Am
Dm
We all play a scheme, swift with the tongue,
C
Dm
Am
quick to tell a dream
Dm
Layin' with the caddies, yo,
niggas draped in gold
Am
Dm
Bitches sell they soul,
and now they owned
Am
Dm
By the devil, a gangster in the ghetto
Am
Dm
C
Dm
Sellin' fast tickets one way to hell
Am
Dm
And that's a fact, livin' under
Dm
Oh my, I hope you ain't black
Am
Dm
Cause brother's gettin' dusted,
police ain't trustin'
Am
Dm
Keep an innocent guinea
pig as a suspect
Am
Dm
City life, where fools fuck jailbait
Am
Dm
And when they cop,
Am
they known as a rape
Dm
Odd, plucking young cherries
like a charge
Everyday swing ain't nothing but a part
Pop pop goes a gunshot on the block
Am
Dm
The next is the sound of a
bomb being dropped
Am
Dm
Wait a minute, shit,
starting is a ride
Am
Dm
C
Dm
Creeping real slow, niggas fixed to die
Am
Dm
A sign that was prophesied
for the last days
Am
Dm
Looks like the motherfuckin'
city's enraged
Boulevards, avenues, big city blocks
Am
Dm
All blocked off by the
motherfuckin' cops
Damn, hell, the sound of the
Dm
Stormin' through the city,
Dm
What's goin' down with
the city?
Am
Dm
Somethin' ain't right,
I don't think you feel
Aw shit, city life
Am
Dm
The last livin' out
You know what I'm saying, so don't check because we all being motived,
Outro 1
you know what I'm saying.
Dm
Dm
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