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 run this bitch! Nah hoe!
My run this bitch! Nah hoe!
My run this 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 bleed the (bleed the block)
We milk the Ave. for damn 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 and tear the club up
What it do? it is pimp juice?
We got a car with the in the trunk
For the thugs and the broads with the G-string
up in straight break it all off (break it all off)
Where the big dawgs at? What or set ya claim?
Fame, X.O., several of champagne
in the game tryna maintain, lost ya chain
outta control, we so (so cold)
I'm on another (another level)
Went head up with the (with the devil)
I never been a (been a sucka)
I been a rebel (been a rebel)
What's stompin ground? (stompin ground)
What you from? (turf you from)
What's you city playboy (what's yo city?) mine
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 around (fuckin around) like my niggaz out there in Oak Cliff D-Town
Puttin it down my house all the way to yo' house
back to the south!

2X + Hook 2]

[Petey
Could it be the way I be reppin (WHYYY!) for my niggaz?
Could it be the way that Petey (RIIDE!) for my niggaz?
Showin love (love) raise up motherfucker!
You need to be reachin down pullin yo God-damn shirt up, love!
Wherever you live, wherever you from, wherever you your home
Wherever you lay yo' God-damn Kangol motherfucker!
Wherever you cheese, churn cream, lick that butter
Wherever yo' ass got lots of fat for all that God-damn
Y'all niggaz don't understand the seriousness of 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 my God-damn thang, I brought my folks in this somma bitch
Hot Atlanta! The Bay Area!
niggaz don't want no noise (noise!) with Lil' Jon & The Eastside Boys
(Boys!) Y'all niggaz don't want no shit (shit) with & The Click
(The Click) And you can say whatchu homeboy
(homeboy) I'll be the one that ill!

2X + Hook 2]

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

Memph', Tenn representer (uhh) Mile nigga (yeah)
Symbol of the south, legendary rhyme (uh-huh)
From Memphis to Mississippi, deep off in the (uhh)
From A-T-L to M-I-A, off in the hood (yeah)
Twankies on (yeah) money-makin sluts (what)
You trippin if ya got 22's on ya trucks
Dogs in the yard (yeah) on the seat (uhh)
rolled up for them blunt monkey freaks
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]