Lil Jon & The Eastside Boyz - Rep Yo City | Текст песни

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[Intro: Lil' Jon]
Ahh!, ahh!, ahh!... ahh!, ahh!, ahh!
Ahh!, ahh!, ahh!... ahh!, ahh!, ahh!

[Chorus: Lil' Jon & the Eastside Boyz] + (Petey Pablo in backround)
Rep yo city!!! (what!), rep yo city!!! (what!)
Rep yo city!!! (what!, fuck that shit!, what!), rep yo city!!! (what!)
Rep yo city!!! (what!), rep yo city!!! (what!, fuck that shit!)
My niggaz run this bitch! (nah hoe!!) (hey!)
My niggaz run this bitch! (nah hoe!!) (hey!)
My niggaz run this bitch! (nah hoe!!) (hey!)
My niggaz run this bitch! (nah hoe!!) (hey!)

[Verse 1: Lil' Jon & the Eastside Boyz] - (repeat 2X)
Cut loose motherfucker, go back, go hard!!!
In the club motherfucker, go back, go hard!!!
In the truck motherfucker, go back, go hard!!!
Throw it up motherfucker, go back, go hard!!!

[Verse 2: E-40]
We thirty deep (thirty deep), we bleed the block (bleed the block)
We milk the Ave. for damn near everything the Ave. got (Ave. got)
We do the fools (do the fools!), we act a nut (act a nut)
Set it off up in this bitch and tear the club up!
What it do?, what it is? Pimp Juice (Pimp Juice)
Got a car with the cups in the trunk (in the trunk)
For the thugs and broads with the G-string drawers
Up in here, straight break it all off (break it all off)
Where the dig dogs at?, what city or set you claim?
Fame, X.O., several drinks of champagne (champagne)
Hustlers in the game trying to maintain, lost your chain
Out of control, we so cold (so cold)
I'm on another level (another level)
Went head up with the devil (with the devil)
I never been a sucker (been a sucker)
I always been a rebel (been a rebel)
What's your stomping ground? (stomping ground?)
What turf you from? (turf you from?)
What's your city playboy? (what's your city?) mine 94591
Vallejo! (Vallejo!) that's all I yell (that's all I yell)
Speaking of yell, I hope I don't have to go back to slanging llello (slanging llello)
We fucking around (fucking around), my niggaz out there in Oakland, D-Town
Put it down from my house all the way to your house
Back to the fucking South!

[Chorus: Lil' Jon & the Eastside Boyz] + (Petey Pablo in backround)

[Verse 3: Petey Pablo]
Could it be the way that I be repping (why?!), for my niggaz
Could it be the way that Petey Petey (ride!), for my niggaz
Show a nigga love (love!, raise up motherfucker!!)
You need to be reaching down pulling your god damn shirt up, that's love!
Wherever you live, wherever you from, wherever you call your home
Wherever you lay your God damn Kangol down motherfucker!
Wherever you check your cheese, turn C.R.E.A.M., make that butter
Wherever your ass got lots of fat for all that God damn trunk
Y'all niggaz don't understand the seriousness of what Petey be saying
I took an unknown piece of land (and planted), a God damn flag
Say I didn't (did!), motherfucker I'd die for this
I've done my God damn thing, I brought my folks in this summer bitch
Hot Atlanta!, the Bay Area!, y'all niggaz don't want no noise (noise!)
With Lil' Jon & the Eastside Boyz (Boyz!)
Y'all niggaz don't want no shit (shit!)
With E-40 & The Click (The Click!)
You can say what you want homeboy (homeboy!)
It'll always be what it is (hey!)

[Chorus: Lil' Jon & the Eastside Boyz] + (Petey Pablo in backround)

[Verse 4: Bun B]
From the land of the trill, where the vanity's real
And your man'll be peeled or at least branded, God damn it we ill
More horror than Amityville, no sorrow, hand me the steel
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