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! 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 the block (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 bitch and tear the club up
What it do? What it is juice?
We got a car the cups in the trunk
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 city or set ya
Fame, X.O., drinks of champagne
Hustlers in the tryna maintain, lost ya chain
control, we so cold (so cold)
I'm on level (another level)
Went head up with the (with the devil)
I been a sucka (been a sucka)
I always been a (been a rebel)
What's your stompin (stompin ground)
What you from? (turf you from)
What's you city (what's yo city?) mine 9-4-5-9-1
Vallejo! That's all I (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 down my house all the way to yo' house
to the fuckin south!

[Hook: 2X + 2]

[Petey
Could it be the way I be reppin (WHYYY!) for my niggaz?
Could it be the way Petey Petey (RIIDE!) for my niggaz?
niggaz love (love) raise up motherfucker!
You to be reachin 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 of fat for all that God-damn trunk
Y'all don't understand the seriousness of what Petey be sayin
I took a 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 in this somma bitch
Hot Atlanta! The Bay Area!
Y'all niggaz don't want no noise (noise!) with Lil' Jon & The 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 peeled or at least branded, we ill
More horror than "Amityville", no sorrow; hand me the
Your tomorrow I can't feel - oughta be plannin ya will
UGK ain't dropped in a while, but still we ya smile
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, stacks and you'll crack-back yo' back
Hold up, got game to sell ya, from drugs to paraphenalia
Gun that'll fail ya, ask Rollie B, he'll tell ya

Memph', Tenn representer (uhh) Mile nigga (yeah)
of the south, legendary rhyme spitter (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 trippin if ya got 22's on ya trucks
Dogs in the yard (yeah) on the seat (uhh)
Sticky rolled up for them monkey freaks
My nigga Earl (whassup) big Ball got it poppin (that's right)
Smoked me a couple, hit the and dropped it
For all my dawgs who it G and keep it crunk
Represent yo' city, let 'em know where you

+ Hook 2]