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!)

2: Lil' Jon & The Eastside Boys]
My run this bitch! Nah hoe!
My niggaz run 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 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 bitch and tear the up
What it do? What it is juice?
We got a car with the in the trunk
For the and the broads with the G-string drawers
up in here straight it all off (break it all off)
Where the big dawgs at? city or set ya claim?
Fame, X.O., several drinks of
Hustlers in the game maintain, lost ya chain
outta control, we so (so cold)
I'm on another (another level)
Went head up the devil (with the devil)
I never been a (been a sucka)
I always a rebel (been a rebel)
What's your ground? (stompin ground)
What turf you (turf you from)
What's you city playboy (what's yo city?) 9-4-5-9-1
Vallejo! all I yell (that's all I yell)
Speakin of I hope I never have to go back to slangin llello (slangin llello)
We fuckin around (fuckin around) like my niggaz out in Oak Cliff D-Town
Puttin it from 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?
niggaz love (love) raise up motherfucker!
You need to be down pullin yo God-damn shirt up, that's love!
Wherever you live, wherever you from, you call your home
Wherever you lay yo' Kangol down motherfucker!
you cheddar cheese, churn cream, lick that butter
Wherever yo' ass got of fat for all that God-damn trunk
Y'all niggaz don't the seriousness of what Petey be sayin
I took a unknown piece (and planted) a God-damn flag!
Say I didn't (DID!) I'd die for this
I done my God-damn thang, I brought my in this somma bitch
Hot Atlanta! The Bay Area!
Y'all niggaz don't want no (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 want
(homeboy) I'll be the one that ill!

2X + Hook 2]

B]
From the land of the trill, where the vanity's
And yo be peeled or at least branded, God-damnit we ill
More than "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, standin on top of the
And you'll get with a smile, this ain't bout shoppin and style
This bout 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 you'll crack-back yo'
Hold up, got game to sell ya, from drugs to paraphenalia
Gun that'll never fail ya, ask Rollie B, he'll ya

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

+ Hook 2]