Rep Yo City Lyrics - E-40

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 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 

Cut loose, motherfucker, go bad, go hard 

In the club, motherfucker, go bad, go hard 

In the trunk, 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 trunk, motherfucker, go bad, go hard 

Throw it up, motherfucker, go bad, go hard 

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We 30 deep, we bleed the block 

We milk the Ave for damn near everything the Ave got 

We do the fools, we act a nut 

We set it off up in this bitch an' 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 an' 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 

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"Vallejo", that's all I yell 

Speakin' of yea' I hope I never have to go back to slangin' llello 

We fuckin' around like my niggaz out there in Oak Cliff, D-Town 

Puttin' it down from my house all the way to yo' house 

Back to the fuckin' 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 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 

Could it be the way that I be reppin' for my niggaz? 

Could it be the way that Petey Petey for my niggaz? 

Showin' niggaz love, raise up, motherfucker 

You need to be reachin' down 

Pullin' yo goddamn shirt up, that's love 

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

Wherever you lay yo goddamn Kangol down, motherfucker 

Wherever you cheddar cheese, churn cream, lick that butter 

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

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

I took a unknown piece land an' planted a goddamn flag 

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

I done my goddamn thing, I brought my folks in this sonna bitch 

Hot Atlanta, the Bay Area 

Y'all niggaz don't want no noise with Lil' Jon an' The Eastside Boys 

Y'all niggaz don't want no shit with E-40 an' The Click 

An' you can say whatchu want homeboy, I'll always be the one that ill 

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 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 

From the land of the trill, where the vanity's real 

An' yo man'll be peeled or at least branded, goddammit, we ill 

More horror than 'Amityville', 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 

An' you'll get popped with a smile 

This ain't 'bout shoppin' an' style 

This 'bout syrup an' candy paint, you see us choppin' for miles 

Out the black an' the 'Lac, swingers clap an' if they take yo' flax 

You'll get smacked for your packs 

Paper stacks an' you'll crack back yo' back 

Hold up, they got game to sell ya, from drugs to paraphernalia 

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

Memph', Tenn representer, Orange Mile, nigga 

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 makin' sluts 

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 nigga, Earl, hollered, Big Ball got it poppin' 

Smoked me a couple, hit the studio an' dropped it 

For all my dawgs who keep it G an' keep it crunk 

Represent yo' 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 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