Luyện nghe bài hát Rep Your City - Bun B

[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: Jon & The Eastside Boys]
My niggaz run bitch! Nah hoe!
My niggaz run 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 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 bitch and tear the club up
it do? What 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 straight break it all off (break it all off)
Where the big dawgs at? What city or set ya
Fame, X.O., several drinks of
Hustlers in the game tryna maintain, lost ya
control, we so cold (so cold)
I'm on another (another level)
head up with the devil (with the devil)
I never a sucka (been a sucka)
I always a rebel (been a rebel)
What's stompin ground? (stompin ground)
What turf you (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)
Speakin of yea' I hope I never to go back to slangin llello (slangin llello)
We fuckin around (fuckin around) my niggaz out there in Oak Cliff D-Town
Puttin it from my house all the way to yo' house
back to the south!

[Hook: 2X + 2]

[Petey
Could it be the way that I be (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 down pullin yo God-damn shirt up, that's love!
Wherever you live, wherever you from, wherever you your home
Wherever you lay yo' God-damn down motherfucker!
Wherever you cheddar cheese, cream, lick that butter
Wherever yo' ass got lots of fat for all that trunk
Y'all niggaz don't understand the seriousness of 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) E-40 & The Click
(The Click) And you can say want homeboy
(homeboy) I'll always be the one ill!

2X + Hook 2]

B]
From the land of the trill, where the vanity's
And yo man'll be 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 ya will
UGK dropped in a while, but still we stoppin ya smile
Keepin in file, standin 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, swingers clap and if they yo' flax
You'll get for your packs, paper stacks and you'll crack-back yo' back
Hold up, they got game to sell ya, drugs to paraphenalia
Gun that'll never fail ya, ask B, he'll tell ya

Memph', Tenn representer (uhh) Orange 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 coupes (yeah) sluts (what)
You if ya ain't got 22's on ya trucks
in the yard (yeah) pistol on the seat (uhh)
Sticky rolled up for them blunt freaks
My Earl hollered (whassup) big Ball got it poppin (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]