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: Lil' Jon & The Eastside
My run this 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 this 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 broads with the drawers
up in here straight it all off (break it all off)
Where the big dawgs at? What city or set ya
Fame, X.O., several of champagne
Hustlers in the game tryna maintain, ya chain
control, we so cold (so cold)
I'm on level (another level)
Went up with the devil (with the devil)
I never a sucka (been a sucka)
I been a rebel (been a rebel)
What's stompin ground? (stompin ground)
turf you from? (turf you from)
What's you city playboy (what's yo city?) mine
Vallejo! all I yell (that's all I yell)
Speakin of yea' I hope I never have to go back to slangin (slangin llello)
We fuckin (fuckin around) like my niggaz out there in Oak Cliff D-Town
Puttin it from my house all the way to yo' house
back to the south!

2X + Hook 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?
niggaz love (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' God-damn down motherfucker!
Wherever you cheddar cheese, churn cream, that butter
Wherever yo' ass got lots of fat for all God-damn trunk
Y'all niggaz don't understand the seriousness of what Petey be
I took a unknown piece (and planted) a God-damn flag!
Say I didn't (DID!) I'd die for this
I done my thang, I brought my folks 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 whatchu want
(homeboy) always be the one that ill!

[Hook: 2X + 2]

B]
From the land of the trill, where the vanity's
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 ya will
UGK dropped in a while, but still we stoppin ya smile
Keepin boppers in file, standin on top of the
And you'll get popped with a smile, this ain't 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, paper stacks and crack-back yo' back
Hold up, they got game to sell ya, from drugs to
Gun that'll fail ya, ask Rollie B, he'll tell ya

Memph', Tenn representer (uhh) Mile nigga (yeah)
Symbol of the south, rhyme spitter (uh-huh)
From Memphis to Mississippi, 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 on ya trucks
Dogs in the yard (yeah) on the seat (uhh)
Sticky rolled up for them blunt freaks
My nigga Earl (whassup) big Ball 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]