Rep Yo City
Bun B Lyrics
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[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!)
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 motherf**ker, go bad go hard!
In the club motherf**ker, go bad go hard!
In the truck motherf**ker, go bad go hard!
Throw it up motherf**ker, 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 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)
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 9-4-5-9-1
Vallejo! 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 f**kin around (f**kin around) like my niggaz out there in
Oakland D-Town
Puttin it down from my house all the way to yo' house
back to the f**kin south!
[Hook: Lil' Jon + (Petey Pablo)]
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!
[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 motherf**ker!
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
home
Wherever you lay yo' God-damn Kangol down motherf**ker!
Wherever you cheddar cheese, churn cream, lick that butter
Wherever yo' ass got lots of fat for all that God-damn trunk
y'all niggaz don't understand the seriousness of what Petey be
sayin
I took a unknown piece land (and planted) a God-damn flag!
Say I didn't (DID!) motherf**ker I'd die for this
I done my God-damn thang, I brought my folks in this somma bitch
Hot 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: Lil' Jon + (Petey Pablo)]
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!
[Bun B]
From the land of the trill, where the vanity's real
And yo man'll be peeled or at least branded, God-damnit 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
And you'll get popped with a smile, this ain't 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
You'll get smacked for your packs, paper stacks and 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 be , 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 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 (that's
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: Lil' Jon + (Petey Pablo)]
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!
"Bun B's Rep Yo City" is a collaborative hip-hop track featuring Lil' Jon & The Eastside Boys, E-40, Petey Pablo, Bun B, and Eightball. The track is all about representing the city one comes from. It is an anthem for individuals to rap about their city, wearing their pride on their sleeves. Throughout the song, the artists rep their cities, boasting about their hometowns and their achievements. In this sense, the song serves as a musical expression of love and loyalty toward one's city, as well as a celebration of diversity and cultural richness in different parts of the United States.
The song's lyrics are straightforward and simple, focusing on repetitive phrases like "Rep yo city!" which serve as a call to action for people to show their loyalty towards their home city. The chorus, delivered by Lil' Jon and Petey Pablo, is a pulsating, simple chant that is easy to sing along with. Meanwhile, the verses provided by each artist are longer and more complex, as each artist paints a vivid picture of their hometown and what makes it special.
One of the most interesting things about "Rep Yo City" is how it brings together different regional styles and artists. Lil' Jon & The Eastside Boys hail from Atlanta, E-40 from the Bay Area, Petey Pablo from North Carolina, Bun B from Texas, and Eightball from Memphis. Despite their different origins, they are able to come together and create a unifying message that transcends regional differences.
Line by Line Meaning
Rep yo city! Rep yo city!
Show pride for your city and represent it wherever you go.
Rep yo city! fuck that shit!
Don't be ashamed to represent your city, even if others don't approve of it.
My niggaz run this bitch! Nah hoe!
We are in control and won't be told what to do.
Cut loose motherf**ker, go bad go hard!
Let go of your inhibitions and go all out, without holding back.
In the club motherf**ker, go bad go hard!
Have a good time at the club and don't hold back.
In the truck motherf**ker, go bad go hard!
Drive fast and show off in your truck.
Throw it up motherf**ker, go bad go hard!
Throw up your hands and have a good time.
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 have a large group of people that dominate the entire city block and take everything from it.
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
We are willing to act crazy and have a good time, even if it means causing chaos and destruction at the club.
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)
Where are the most influential and powerful people from? We celebrate our success with champagne, but still need to keep hustling and not lose control.
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)
I am at a higher level than others and have overcome my demons. I have never been a pushover and always stand up for myself.
What's your stompin ground? (stompin ground) What turf you from? (turf you from) What's you city playboy (what's yo city?) mine 9-4-5-9-1 Vallejo! That's all I yell (that's all I yell)
Where do you come from and what is your home city? Mine is Vallejo and I am proud of it.
Say I didn't (DID!) motherf**ker I'd die for this I done my God-damn thang, I brought my folks in this somma bitch
I have dedicated my life to this and am willing to sacrifice myself for it. I have also brought my comrades along with me in this journey.
UGK ain't dropped in a while, but still we stoppin ya smile Keepin boppers in file, standin on top of the pile And you'll get popped with a smile, this ain't bout shoppin and style This bout syrup and candy paint, you see us choppin for miles
We may not be as active as before, but we still make an impact and have a good time. We attract many female admirers and are on top of our game. This is about living life to the fullest and showcasing our fancy cars.
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)
We represent Memphis and Orange Mile and are a symbol of the entire south. We are respected for our rhymes and come from all areas of the south.
Twankies on coupes (yeah) money-makin sluts (what) You trippin if ya ain't got 22's on ya trucks Dogs in the yard (yeah) pistol on the seat (uhh) Sticky rolled up for them blunt monkey freaks
We have expensive rims on our cars and enjoy the company of women who are only interested in our money. Having 22-inch rims on your truck is essential. We keep dogs in the yard and are always armed for protection. We smoke marijuana and enjoy the high.
For all my dawgs who keep it G and keep it crunk Represent yo' city, let 'em know where you from
This is a shoutout to all my friends who keep it real and stay wild. Show pride for your city and represent it to the fullest.
Lyrics Β© Universal Music Publishing Group, RESERVOIR MEDIA MANAGEMENT INC
Written by: MOSES N BARRETT III, BERNARD JAMES N FREEMAN, OMAR N HELTON, ROB MCDOWELL, JONATHAN H SMITH, EARL N STEVENS
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
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"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 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 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)
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 9-4-5-9-1
Vallejo! 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-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, that's 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
Y'all niggaz don't understand the seriousness of what Petey be sayin
I took a unknown piece land (and planted) a God-damn flag!
Say I didn't (DID!) motherfucker I'd die for this
I done my God-damn thang, I brought my folks in this somma bitch
Hot 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 real
And yo man'll be peeled or at least branded, God-damnit 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
And you'll get popped with a smile, this ain't 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
You'll get smacked for your packs, paper stacks and you'll crack-back yo' back
Hold up, they got game to sell ya, from drugs to paraphenalia
Gun that'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 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 (that's 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]
JQβS Queue
This album caused a lot of speakers to blow back in the early 2000s!
John E Parham sr
A lot of amps too!!!
the.memphis massage.therapist
this bun b verse is one of the best technical delivery plus lyrical content verses ever recorded
tristannolan85
I bought this cd back in the day not having a clue who they were. Pretty sure it changed my life lol. One banger after another
Paul Kersey
Played this song as I came down the aisle for my last pro wrestling match. Not a fan of southern rap but damn, this is good shit.
david smith
Damn this song still gets me fired up especially Petey Pablo's verse
Joshua Goodlow
+david smith hell yeah it do don't it?
Dop Shoe
me too
john sealyj
he'll yea
Julio Silva
john sealyj a