Luyện nghe bài hát Rep Yo City

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

[Hook 2: Lil' Jon & The Boys]
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 (30 deep) we bleed the block (bleed the block)
We milk the Ave. for damn near 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? What it is juice?
We got a car with the cups in the
For the thugs and the with the G-string drawers
up in here break 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 maintain, lost ya chain
control, we so cold (so cold)
I'm on level (another level)
Went up with the devil (with the devil)
I been a sucka (been a sucka)
I always been a (been a rebel)
your stompin ground? (stompin ground)
What you from? (turf you from)
What's you playboy (what's yo city?) mine 9-4-5-9-1
Vallejo! all I yell (that's all I yell)
of yea' I hope I never have to go back to slangin llello (slangin llello)
We fuckin around (fuckin around) like my niggaz out there in Oak Cliff
Puttin it from my house all the way to yo' house
back to the south!

2X + Hook 2]

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

[Hook: 2X + 2]

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

Memph', Tenn representer (uhh) Orange Mile (yeah)
of the south, legendary rhyme spitter (uh-huh)
From Memphis to Mississippi, off in the woods (uhh)
A-T-L to M-I-A, deep off in the hood (yeah)
Twankies on coupes (yeah) sluts (what)
You trippin if ya ain't got 22's on ya
Dogs in the (yeah) pistol on the seat (uhh)
Sticky rolled up for them blunt freaks
My nigga Earl (whassup) big Ball got it poppin (that's right)
Smoked me a couple, hit the studio and it
For all my dawgs who it G and keep it crunk
Represent yo' city, let 'em know you from

+ Hook 2]