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Verse 1
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.
Frost
And
Dm
Mr.
Jack'll make your ass back three.
Frosty
Jack means dope.
Am
Dm
We all play a scheme, swift with the tongue,
C
Dm
Am
quick to tell a dream
niggas draped in gold
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
police ain't trustin'
pig as a suspect
Am
Dm
City life, where fools fuck jailbait
like a charge
Everyday swing ain't nothing but a part
Pop pop goes a gunshot on the block
bomb being dropped
starting is a ride
Am
Dm
C
Dm
Creeping real slow, niggas fixed to die
for the last days
city's enraged
Boulevards, avenues, big city blocks
motherfuckin' cops
Damn, hell, the sound of the
the city?
I don't think you feel
Aw shit, city life
You know what I'm saying, so don't check because we all being motived,
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