Представляем точный текст композиции "Rep Yo City" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста Lil Jon . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «Rep Yo City» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую Lil Jon передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.
Lil Jon - "Rep Yo City"
Lyrics to Rep Yo City : [Hook: Lil Jon + (Petey Pablo) - 2X] Rep 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 - 2X] 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! [E-40] We 30 deep (30 deep) we bleed the block (bleed the block) We milk the Ave. for damn near erythang 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 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 (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 (so cold) Im 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) Whats your stompin ground' (stompin ground) What turf you from' (turf you from) Whats you city playboy (whats yo city') mine 9-4-5-9-1 Vallejo! Thats all I yell (thats 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-Town Puttin it down from my house all the way to yo house back 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, thats love! Wherever you live, wherever you from, wherever you call your home Wherever you lay yo God-damn Kangol down motherfucker! Wherever you cheddar cheese, churn cream, lick that butter Wherever yo ass got lots of fat for all that God-damn trunk Yall niggaz dont understand the seriousness of what Petey be sayin I took a unknown piece land (and planted) a God-damn flag! Say I didnt (DID!) motherfucker Id die for this I done my God-damn thang, I brought my folks in this somma bitch Hot Atlanta! The Bay Area! Yall niggaz dont want no noise (noise!) with Lil Jon & The Eastside Boys (Boys!) Yall niggaz dont want no shit (shit) with E-40 & The Click (The Click) And you can say whatchu want homeboy (homeboy) Ill always be the one that ill! [Hook: 2X + Hook 2] [Bun B] From the land of the trill, where the vanitys real And yo manll be peeled or at least branded, God-damnit we ill More horror than "Amityville", no sorrow; hand me the steel Your tomorrow I cant even feel - oughta be plannin ya will UGK aint dropped in a while, but still we stoppin ya smile Keepin boppers in file, standin on top of the pile And youll get popped with a smile, this aint 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 Youll get smacked for your packs, paper stacks and youll crack-back yo back Hold up, they got game to sell ya, from drugs to paraphenalia Gun thatll never fail ya, ask Rollie B, hell 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 aint got 22s on ya trucks Dogs in the yard (yeah) pistol on the seat (uhh) Sticky rolled up for them blunt monkey freaks My nigga Earl hollered (whassup) big Ball got it poppin (thats right) 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 [Hook + Hook 2] [ Rep Yo City Lyrics ]
Содержание трека помогает не только запомнить любимые строки, но и ощутить связь с Lil Jon. Возможно, вы заметите, как лирика «Rep Yo City» перекликается с вашим опытом, или найдёте ответы на давние вопросы. Эта страница создана для ценителей музыки: здесь вы сохраните текст для личного использования, поделитесь им с друзьями или используете в творчестве. Погружайтесь в мир слов композиции «Rep Yo City» — каждая строчка здесь обретает новый смысл.