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lirik lagu rep yo city – lil’ jon

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rep yo city! rep yo city!
rep yo city! f-ck that sh-t!
rep yo city! rep yo city!
rep yo city! f-ck that sh-t!

my n-gg-z run this b-tch! nah hoe!
my n-gg-z run this b-tch! nah hoe!
my n-gg-z run this b-tch! nah hoe!
my n-gg-z run this b-tch! nah hoe!

cut loose, motherf-cker, go bad, go hard
in the club, motherf-cker, go bad, go hard
in the truck, motherf-cker, go bad, go hard
throw it up, motherf-cker, go bad, go hard

cut loose, motherf-cker, go bad, go hard
in the club, motherf-cker, go bad, go hard
in the truck, motherf-cker, go bad, go hard
throw it up, motherf-cker, go bad, go hard

we 30 deep, we bleed the block
we milk the ave for d-mn near everything the ave got
we do the fools, we act a nut
we set it off up in this b-tch and tear the club up

what it do? what it is pimp juice?
we got a car with the cups in the trunk
for the thugs and the broads with the g-string drawers
up in here straight break it all off

where the big dawgs at? what city or set ya claim?
fame, x.o., several drinks of champagne
hustlers in the game tryna maintain, lost ya chain
outta control, we so cold

i’m on another level
went head up with the devil
i never been a sucka
i always been a rebel

what’s your stompin’ ground?
what turf you from?
what’s you city, playboy?
mine 9 4 5 9 1

vallejo! that’s all i yell, speakin’ of, yeah
i hope i never have to go back to slangin’ llello
we f-ckin’ around like my n-gg-z out there in oak cliff d-town
puttin’ it down from my house all the way to yo’ house
back to the f-ckin’ south

rep yo city! rep yo city!
rep yo city! f-ck that sh-t!
rep yo city! rep yo city!
rep yo city! f-ck that sh-t!

my n-gg-z run this b-tch! nah hoe!
my n-gg-z run this b-tch! nah hoe!
my n-gg-z run this b-tch! nah hoe!
my n-gg-z run this b-tch! nah hoe!

could it be the way that i be reppin’ for my n-gg-z?
could it be the way that petey petey for my n-gg-z?
showin’ n-gg-z love raise up motherf-cker

you need to be reachin’ down, pullin’ yo god-d-mn shirt up, that’s love
wherever you live, wherever you from, wherever you call your home
wherever you lay yo’ godd-mn kangol down motherf-cker
wherever you cheddar cheese, churn cream, lick that b-tter
wherever yo’ -ss got lots of fat for all that godd-mn trunk

y’all n-gg-z don’t understand the seriousness of what petey be sayin’
i took a unknown piece of land, a godd-mn flag
say, i didn’t motherf-cker, i’d die for this
i done my godd-mn thang, i brought my folks in this somma b-tch

hot atlanta! the bay area!
y’all n-gg-z don’t want no noise with lil’ jon and the east side boys
y’all n-gg-z don’t want no sh-t with e-40 and the click
and you can say whatchu want homeboy, i’ll always be the one that ill

rep yo city! rep yo city!
rep yo city! f-ck that sh-t!
rep yo city! rep yo city!
rep yo city! f-ck that sh-t!

my n-gg-z run this b-tch! nah hoe!
my n-gg-z run this b-tch! nah hoe!
my n-gg-z run this b-tch! nah hoe!
my n-gg-z run this b-tch! nah hoe!

from the land of the trill where the vanity’s real
and yo man’ll be peeled or at least branded, goddammit, we ill
more horror than “amity ville”, no sorrow, hand me the steel
your tomorrow, i can’t even feel, oughta be plannin’ ya will

ugk ain’t dropped in a while but still we stoppin’ ya smile
keepin’ boppers in file, standin’ on top of the pile
and you’ll get popped with a smile, this ain’t ’bout shoppin’ and style
this ’bout syrup and candy paint, you see us choppin’ for miles

out the black and the ‘lac, swingers clap and if they take yo’ flax
you’ll get smacked for your packs, paper stacks
and you’ll crack-back yo’ back
hold up, they got game to sell ya, from drugs to paraphernalia
gun, that’ll never fail ya, ask rollie b, he’ll tell ya

memph’, tenn representer, orange mile n-gg-
symbol of the south, legendary rhyme spitter
from memphis to mississippi, deep off in the woods
from a t l to m i a, deep off in the hood

tw-nkies on coupes, money makin’ sl-ts
you trippin’ if ya ain’t got 22’s on ya trucks
dogs in the yard, pistol on the seat
sticky rolled up for them blunt monkey freaks

my n-gg- earl hollered, big ball got it poppin’
smoked me a couple, hit the studio and dropped it
for all my dawgs who keep it g and keep it crunk
represent yo’ city, let ’em know where you from

rep yo city! rep yo city!
rep yo city! f-ck that sh-t!
rep yo city! rep yo city!
rep yo city! f-ck that sh-t!

my n-gg-z run this b-tch! nah hoe!
my n-gg-z run this b-tch! nah hoe!
my n-gg-z run this b-tch! nah hoe!
my n-gg-z run this b-tch! nah hoe!

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