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! that shit! (Rep yo cityyyy!)

[Hook 2: Jon & The Eastside Boys]
My run this bitch! Nah hoe!
My run this 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 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 this bitch and tear the up
What it do? What it is pimp
We got a car with the cups in the
For the thugs and the broads with the G-string
up in straight break it all off (break it all off)
Where the big dawgs at? What or set ya claim?
Fame, X.O., drinks of champagne
Hustlers in the game tryna maintain, ya chain
control, we so cold (so cold)
I'm on another (another level)
Went head up 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 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)
Speakin of yea' I hope I never have to go back to llello (slangin llello)
We fuckin around (fuckin around) like my out there in Oak Cliff D-Town
Puttin it from my house all the way to yo' house
to the fuckin south!

[Hook: 2X + 2]

[Petey
Could it be the way that I be (WHYYY!) for my niggaz?
Could it be the way that Petey Petey (RIIDE!) for my
Showin niggaz (love) raise up motherfucker!
You need to be reachin down pullin yo God-damn shirt up, love!
Wherever you live, wherever you from, wherever you call your
you lay yo' God-damn Kangol down motherfucker!
Wherever you cheddar cheese, churn cream, lick that
Wherever yo' ass got lots of fat for all that trunk
Y'all don't understand the seriousness of what Petey be sayin
I took a unknown piece land (and planted) a flag!
Say I (DID!) motherfucker I'd die for this
I my God-damn thang, I brought my folks in this somma bitch
Hot Atlanta! The Bay Area!
Y'all niggaz don't want no noise (noise!) Lil' Jon & The Eastside Boys
(Boys!) Y'all don't want no shit (shit) with E-40 & 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 real
And yo be peeled or at least branded, God-damnit we ill
horror than "Amityville", no sorrow; hand me the steel
Your tomorrow I can't even feel - be plannin ya will
UGK ain't dropped in a while, but we stoppin ya smile
Keepin boppers in file, on top of the pile
And you'll get popped 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'
up, they 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) Orange nigga (yeah)
Symbol of the south, rhyme spitter (uh-huh)
Memphis to Mississippi, deep off in the woods (uhh)
From A-T-L to M-I-A, deep off in the (yeah)
on coupes (yeah) money-makin sluts (what)
You trippin if ya ain't got 22's on ya
in the yard (yeah) pistol on the seat (uhh)
Sticky up for them blunt monkey freaks
My nigga Earl hollered (whassup) big Ball got it (that's right)
Smoked me a couple, hit the and dropped it
For all my dawgs who keep it G and it crunk
yo' city, let 'em know where you from

[Hook + 2]