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: Lil' Jon & The Boys]
My run this bitch! Nah hoe!
My niggaz run bitch! Nah hoe!
My niggaz run 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 and tear the club up
What it do? 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 here break it all off (break it all off)
Where the big dawgs at? What or set ya claim?
Fame, X.O., several drinks of
Hustlers in the game tryna maintain, lost ya
outta control, we so (so cold)
I'm on level (another level)
Went head up with the (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 (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 down from my all the way to yo' house
back to the south!

2X + Hook 2]

[Petey
Could it be the way that I be reppin (WHYYY!) for my
Could it be the way Petey Petey (RIIDE!) for my niggaz?
Showin niggaz (love) raise up motherfucker!
You need to be reachin down pullin yo shirt up, that's love!
Wherever you live, wherever you from, wherever you your home
Wherever you lay yo' Kangol down motherfucker!
Wherever you cheddar cheese, churn cream, lick that
Wherever yo' ass got lots of fat for all God-damn trunk
Y'all don't understand the seriousness of what Petey be sayin
I took a unknown piece (and planted) a God-damn flag!
Say I didn't (DID!) motherfucker I'd die for
I done my God-damn thang, I brought my folks in this bitch
Hot Atlanta! The Bay Area!
Y'all niggaz don't want no noise (noise!) with 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 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 horror "Amityville", no sorrow; hand me the steel
Your tomorrow I can't even feel - oughta be ya will
UGK ain't in a while, but still we stoppin ya smile
Keepin in file, standin on top of the pile
And you'll get with a smile, this ain't bout shoppin and style
This bout syrup and candy paint, you see us for miles
Out the black and the 'Lac, clap and if they take yo' flax
You'll get smacked for your packs, paper and you'll crack-back yo' back
Hold up, they got game to sell ya, drugs to paraphenalia
Gun that'll fail ya, ask Rollie B, he'll tell ya

Memph', Tenn representer (uhh) Orange nigga (yeah)
Symbol of the south, legendary spitter (uh-huh)
From to Mississippi, deep off in the woods (uhh)
From to M-I-A, deep off in the hood (yeah)
Twankies on coupes (yeah) money-makin (what)
You trippin if ya ain't got on ya trucks
Dogs in the (yeah) pistol on the seat (uhh)
Sticky up for them blunt 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 it G and keep it crunk
Represent yo' city, let 'em know you from

+ Hook 2]