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Текст песни E-40 f Bun B, Eightball, Lil` Jon and Th - Rep Yo City

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Ahh! Ahh! Ahh! hah hah! [4X][Hook: Lil` Jon + (Petey Pablo)] - 2XRep yo city! Rep yo city! (Rep yo cityyyy!)Rep yo city! Fuck that shit! (Rep yo cityyyy!)Rep yo city! Rep yo city! (Rep yo cityyyy!)Rep yo city! Fuck that shit! (Rep yo cityyyy!)[Hook 2: Lil` Jon & The Eastside Boys]My niggaz run this bitch! Nah hoe!My niggaz run this bitch! Nah hoe!My niggaz run this bitch! Nah hoe!My niggaz run this bitch! Nah hoe![Lil` Jon] - 2XCut loose motherfucker, go bad go hard!In the club motherfucker, go bad go hard!In the truck motherfucker, go bad go hard!Throw it up motherfucker, go bad go hard![E-40]We 30 deep (30 deep) we bleed the block (bleed the block)We milk the Ave. for damn near e`rythang the Ave. got (Ave. got)We do the fools (do the fools) we act a nut (act a nut)We set it off up in this bitch and tear the club upWhat it do? What it is pimp juice?We got a car with the cups in the trunkFor the thugs and the broads with the G-string drawersup in here straight break it all off (break it all off)Where the big dawgs at? What city or set ya claim?Fame, X.O., several drinks of champagneHustlers in the game tryna maintain, lost ya chainoutta 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 sucka (been a sucka)I always been a rebel (been a rebel)What`s your stompin ground? (stompin ground)What turf you from? (turf you from)What`s you city playboy (what`s yo city?) mine 9-4-5-9-1Vallejo! That`s all I yell (that`s all I yell)Speakin of yea` I hope I never have to go back to slangin llello (slangin llello)We fuckin around (fuckin around) like my niggaz out there in Oak Cliff D-TownPuttin it down from my house all the way to yo` houseback to the fuckin south![Hook: 2X] + [Hook 2][Petey Pablo]Could it be the way that I be reppin (WHYYY!) for my niggaz?Could it be the way that Petey Petey (RIIDE!) for my niggaz?Showin niggaz love (love) raise up motherfucker!You need to be reachin down pullin yo God-damn shirt up, that`s love!Wherever you live, wherever you from, wherever you call your homeWherever you lay yo` God-damn Kangol down motherfucker!Wherever you cheddar cheese, churn cream, lick that butterWherever yo` ass got lots of fat for all that God-damn trunkY`all niggaz don`t understand the seriousness of what Petey be sayinI took a unknown piece land (and planted) a God-damn flag!Say I didn`t (DID!) motherfucker I`d die for thisI done my God-damn thang, I brought my folks in this somma bitchHot Atlanta! The Bay Area!Y`all niggaz don`t want no noise (noise!) with Lil` Jon & The Eastside Boys (Boys!) Y`all niggaz don`t want no shit (shit) with E-40 & The Click(The Click) And you can say whatchu want homeboy(homeboy) I`ll always be the one that ill![Hook: 2X] + [Hook 2][Bun B]From the land of the trill, where the vanity`s realAnd yo man`ll be peeled or at least branded, God-damnit we illMore horror than "Amityville", no sorrow; hand me the steelYour tomorrow I can`t even feel - oughta be plannin ya willUGK ain`t dropped in a while, but still we stoppin ya smileKeepin boppers in file, standin on top of the pileAnd you`ll get popped with a smile, this ain`t bout shoppin and styleThis bout syrup and candy paint, you see us choppin for milesOut the black and the `Lac, swingers clap and if they take yo` flaxYou`ll get smacked for your packs, paper stacks and you`ll crack-back yo` backHold up, they got game to sell ya, from drugs to paraphenaliaGun-hand`ll never fail ya, ask Rollie B, he`ll tell ya[Eightball]Memph`, Tenn representer (uhh) Orange Mile nigga (yeah)Symbol of the south, legendary rhyme spitter (uh-huh)From Memphis to Mississippi, deep off in the woods (uhh)From A-T-L to M-I-A, deep off in the hood (yeah)Twankies on coupes (yeah) money-makin sluts (what)You trippin if ya ain`t got 22`s on ya trucksDogs in the yard (yeah) pistol on the seat (uhh)Sticky rolled up for them blunt monkey freaksMy nigga Earl hollered (whassup) big Ball got it poppin (that`s right)Smoked me a couple, hit the studio and dropped itFor all my dawgs who keep it G and keep it crunkRepresent yo` city, let `em know where you from[Hook] + [Hook 2]

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