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! Fuck shit! (Rep yo cityyyy!)

[Hook 2: Lil' Jon & The Boys]
My niggaz run bitch! Nah hoe!
My niggaz run bitch! Nah hoe!
My run this bitch! Nah hoe!
My niggaz run 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 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 and tear the club up
it do? What it is pimp juice?
We got a car with the in the trunk
For the thugs and the with the G-string drawers
up in straight break it all off (break it all off)
Where the big dawgs at? What city or set ya
Fame, X.O., drinks of champagne
Hustlers in the game tryna maintain, ya chain
control, we so cold (so cold)
I'm on level (another level)
Went head up the devil (with the devil)
I never been a (been a sucka)
I been a rebel (been a rebel)
What's your stompin (stompin ground)
turf you from? (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 yea' I hope I never have to go to slangin llello (slangin llello)
We fuckin around (fuckin around) my niggaz out there in Oak Cliff D-Town
it down from my house all the way to yo' house
back to the south!

[Hook: 2X + 2]

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

2X + Hook 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 than "Amityville", no sorrow; hand me the
tomorrow I can't even feel - oughta be plannin ya will
UGK ain't dropped in a while, but we stoppin ya smile
boppers in file, standin on top of the pile
And you'll get popped with a smile, this bout shoppin and style
This bout syrup and paint, you see us choppin for miles
Out the black and the 'Lac, swingers clap and if take yo' flax
You'll get smacked for your packs, paper stacks and you'll crack-back yo'
up, they got game to sell ya, from drugs to paraphenalia
Gun that'll never fail ya, ask Rollie B, tell ya

Memph', Tenn representer (uhh) Orange nigga (yeah)
Symbol of the south, legendary spitter (uh-huh)
From Memphis to Mississippi, deep off in the (uhh)
A-T-L 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
Dogs in the (yeah) pistol on the seat (uhh)
Sticky rolled up for blunt monkey 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 keep it G and keep it
yo' city, let 'em know where you from

[Hook + 2]