Rep Yo City (feat. E-40, Petey Pablo, Bun B & 8Ball)

Rep yo city, rep yo city, rep yo city

Fuck that shit

Rep yo city, rep yo city, rep yo city

Fuck that shit

My **** run this bitch, nah ho

My **** run this bitch, nah ho

My **** run this bitch, nah ho

My **** run this bitch, nah ho

Cut 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

Cut 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

We thirty deep, we bleed the block

We milk the ave for damn near everything the ave got

We do the fool, we act a nut

We set it up for business bitch 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?

Where the city is at you claim fame?

X.O, several drinks of champagne

Hustlers in the game tryna maintain

Off the chain, outta control

We so cold

I'm on another level

Went up head with the devil

I never been a sucker

I always been a rebel

Where's your stomping ground?

What turf you from?

What's your city playboy?

Mine 94591

Vallejo, that's all I yell

Speaking of yeah, I hope I never go back to slinging yayo

We fucking around

Like my **** out there in Oakland D-Town

Putting it down from my house all the way to your house

Back to the fucking South

Rep yo city, rep yo city, rep yo city

Fuck that shit

Rep yo city, rep yo city, rep yo city

Fuck that shit

My **** run this bitch, nah ho

My **** run this bitch, nah ho

My **** run this bitch, nah ho

My **** run this bitch, nah ho

Could it be the way that I be rapping for my ****?

Could it be the way that Petey, Petey (ride) for my ****?

Showing **** love

Raise up, motherfucker

You need to be reaching down, pulling your goddamn shirt up

That's love

Wherever you live, wherever you from, wherever you call your home

Wherever you lay your goddamn kango down, motherfucker

Wherever you cheddar cheese, churn cream, make that butter

Wherever your ass got lots of fat for all that goddamn trunk

Y'all **** don't understand the seriousness of what Petey be sayin'

I took an unknown piece of land (and planted) a goddamn flag

Say I didn't, motherfucker, I'd die for this

I done my goddamn thang, I brought my folk in this son of a bitch

Hot Atlanta, the Bay area

Y'all **** don't want no noise

With Lil' John and The Eastside boys

Y'all **** don't want no shit

With E forty and the clique

And you can say what you want homeboy

I'll always be the one that he ills

Rep yo city, rep yo city, rep yo city

Fuck that shit

Rep yo city, rep yo city, rep yo city

Fuck that shit

My **** run this bitch, nah ho

My **** run this bitch, nah ho

My **** run this bitch, nah ho

My **** run this bitch, nah ho

From the land of the trio, where the vanity is real

And yo man'll be peeled or at least branded

Goddamnit, be ill

More horror than Amity-ville, no sorrow, hand me the steel

Your tomorrow I can't even feel, oughta be planning your will

UGK ain't dropped in a while but we still stopping ya smile

Keeping boppers in file, standing on top of the pile

And you'll get popped with a smile

This ain't about shopping and style

This about syrup and candy paint

You see us chopping for miles

Out the black and the 'Lac swingers clap and if they take no flack

You'll get smacked for your packs

Paper stacks and you'll get crack-back your back

Hold up, they game game to sell ya

From drugs to paraphernalia

Gun-hand will never fail ya, ask Rollie B, he'll tell ya

Memph, ten representer, Orange Mile ****

Symbol of the south, legendary rhyme spitter

From Memphis to Mississippi, deep off in the woods

From ATL to MIA, deep off in the hood

Twankies on coupes, money-making sluts

You tripping if ya ain't got twenty two's on your trucks

Dogs in the yard, pistol on the seat

Sticky rolled up for them blunt monkey freaks

My **** Earl hollered, Big Ball got it popping

Smoked me a couple, hit the studio and dropped it

For all my dawgs who keep it G and keep it crunk

Represent your city, let 'em know where you from

Rep yo city, rep yo city, rep yo city

Fuck that shit

Rep yo city, rep yo city, rep yo city

Fuck that shit

My **** run this bitch, nah ho

My **** run this bitch, nah ho

My **** run this bitch, nah ho

My **** run this bitch, nah ho