Luyện nghe bài hát Rep Yo City

[Hook: Jon + (Petey Pablo) - 2X]
Rep yo city! Rep yo city! (Rep yo cityyyy!)
Rep yo city! that shit! (Rep yo cityyyy!)
Rep yo city! Rep yo city! (Rep yo cityyyy!)
Rep yo city! Fuck shit! (Rep yo cityyyy!)

[Hook 2: Lil' Jon & The Eastside
My niggaz run bitch! Nah hoe!
My run this bitch! Nah hoe!
My niggaz run bitch! Nah hoe!
My run this bitch! Nah hoe!

Jon - 2X]
Cut motherfucker, go bad go hard!
In the motherfucker, go bad go hard!
In the motherfucker, go bad go hard!
it up motherfucker, go bad go hard!

We 30 deep (30 deep) we the block (bleed the block)
We the Ave. for damn near e'rythang the Ave. got (Ave. got)
We do the (do the fools) we act a nut (act a nut)
We set it off up in this bitch and tear the up
What it do? it is pimp juice?
We got a car the cups in the trunk
For the thugs and the broads the G-string drawers
up in here straight it all off (break it all off)
Where the big dawgs at? What or set ya claim?
Fame, X.O., several of champagne
Hustlers in the game tryna maintain, ya chain
control, we so cold (so cold)
I'm on another (another level)
Went head up with the (with the devil)
I been a sucka (been a sucka)
I always been a (been a rebel)
What's stompin ground? (stompin ground)
What you from? (turf you from)
you city playboy (what's yo city?) mine 9-4-5-9-1
Vallejo! That's all I (that's all I yell)
Speakin of yea' I I never have to go back to slangin llello (slangin llello)
We fuckin (fuckin around) like my niggaz out there in Oak Cliff D-Town
Puttin it from my house all the way to yo' house
to the fuckin south!

2X + Hook 2]

[Petey
Could it be the way that I be (WHYYY!) for my niggaz?
Could it be the way that Petey Petey (RIIDE!) for my
Showin love (love) raise up motherfucker!
You need to be down pullin yo God-damn shirt up, that's love!
you live, wherever you from, wherever you call your home
Wherever you lay yo' Kangol down motherfucker!
Wherever you cheddar cheese, churn cream, lick butter
Wherever yo' ass got lots of fat for all God-damn trunk
Y'all niggaz don't the seriousness of what Petey be sayin
I a unknown piece land (and planted) a God-damn flag!
Say I didn't (DID!) motherfucker I'd die for
I done my God-damn thang, I my folks in this somma bitch
Hot Atlanta! The Bay Area!
Y'all niggaz want no noise (noise!) with Lil' Jon & The Eastside Boys
(Boys!) Y'all don't want no shit (shit) with E-40 & The Click
(The Click) And you can say whatchu want
(homeboy) I'll be the one that ill!

2X + Hook 2]

B]
From the land of the trill, where the real
And yo man'll be peeled or at branded, God-damnit we ill
More than "Amityville", no sorrow; hand me the steel
Your I can't even feel - oughta be plannin ya will
UGK ain't dropped in a while, but still we ya smile
boppers in file, standin on top of the pile
And you'll get with a smile, this ain't bout shoppin and style
bout syrup and candy paint, you see us choppin for miles
Out the black and the 'Lac, swingers clap and if they yo' flax
You'll get smacked for your packs, paper stacks and crack-back yo' back
up, they got game to sell ya, from drugs to paraphenalia
Gun never fail ya, ask Rollie B, he'll tell ya

Memph', Tenn representer (uhh) Orange Mile (yeah)
Symbol of the south, legendary spitter (uh-huh)
From Memphis to Mississippi, deep off in the (uhh)
From to M-I-A, deep off in the hood (yeah)
Twankies on (yeah) money-makin sluts (what)
You trippin if ya ain't got on ya trucks
in the yard (yeah) pistol on the seat (uhh)
Sticky rolled up for them blunt monkey
My nigga Earl hollered (whassup) big Ball got it (that's right)
me a couple, hit the studio and dropped it
For all my dawgs who keep it G and it crunk
yo' city, let 'em know where you from

[Hook + 2]