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! Fuck shit! (Rep yo cityyyy!)

[Hook 2: Lil' Jon & The Eastside
My run this bitch! Nah hoe!
My run this 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 (30 deep) we bleed 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 here straight it all off (break it all off)
Where the big dawgs at? What or set ya claim?
Fame, X.O., several of champagne
in the game tryna maintain, lost ya chain
outta control, we so (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 been a (been a rebel)
What's stompin ground? (stompin ground)
turf you from? (turf you from)
What's you playboy (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 have to go back to llello (slangin llello)
We fuckin around (fuckin around) like my niggaz out in Oak Cliff D-Town
Puttin it down my house all the way to yo' house
to the fuckin south!

[Hook: 2X + 2]

Pablo]
Could it be the way 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 God-damn shirt up, love!
you live, wherever you from, wherever you call 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 God-damn trunk
Y'all niggaz don't the seriousness of what Petey be sayin
I a unknown piece land (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 want no shit (shit) with 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, the vanity's real
And yo man'll be peeled or at branded, God-damnit we ill
horror than "Amityville", no sorrow; hand me the steel
Your tomorrow I can't even feel - oughta be plannin ya
UGK dropped in a while, but still we stoppin ya smile
Keepin boppers in file, on top of the pile
And get popped with a smile, this ain't bout shoppin and style
bout syrup and candy paint, you see us choppin for miles
Out the black and the 'Lac, swingers and if they take yo' flax
You'll get smacked for your packs, paper stacks and crack-back yo' back
Hold up, they got game to ya, from drugs to paraphenalia
Gun never fail ya, ask Rollie B, he'll tell ya

Memph', Tenn representer (uhh) Orange Mile (yeah)
Symbol of the south, legendary spitter (uh-huh)
From Memphis to Mississippi, off in the woods (uhh)
A-T-L to M-I-A, deep off in the hood (yeah)
Twankies on coupes (yeah) money-makin (what)
You trippin if ya got 22's on ya trucks
in the yard (yeah) pistol on the seat (uhh)
Sticky rolled up for them blunt monkey
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 it G and keep it crunk
Represent yo' city, let 'em know where you

+ Hook 2]