Lil Jon has also produced many hit urban singles and has made the terms "OK!", "What?!", and "Yeah!" a familiar calling among his friends and followers both inside and outside of the hip-hop genre. He's provided guest verses in many hip-hop and rnb tracks by a wide variety of artists as well. In terms of his personal life, he married Nicole Smith in 2004. They have a son named Nathan, who was born in 1998.
Lil Jon was born and raised in Atlanta, Georgia. He worked for So So Def Recordings between 1993 and 2000.
In addition to leading Lil Jon & The East Side Boyz, Lil Jon has also produced many hit urban singles. From 2003 to 2005, while still with The East Side Boyz, Lil Jon produced hits like "Salt Shaker" by Ying Yang Twins, "Yeah!" by Usher, Freek-a-Leek by Petey Pablo, Shorty Wanna Ride by Young Buck, Shake That Monkey by Too $hort, Let's Go by Trick Daddy, and Girlfight by Brooke Valentine. Lil Jon entered the San Francisco Bay Area hyphy music scene in 2006 with his collaborations with Bay Area rapper E-40, Lil Jon produced E-40's single "Tell Me When To Go" and had E-40 and Atlanta rapper Sean P on his own "Snap Yo Fingers".
In 2006, Lil' Jon severed his negotiation with record label TVT. He vowed never to record for TVT Records again, alleging that TVT owner Steve Gottlieb was shortchanging him. He also began recording a rock music album, Crunk Rock; in May 2006 he began recording in Las Vegas, Nevada because rock band The Killers was recording its upcoming album Sam's Town there.
MTV News reported in March 2008 that Crunk Rock was taking more time to complete than Lil' Jon already planned. As part of TVT Records' 2008 bankruptcy auction, Lil' Jon withdrew his multi-million dollar objection to the TVT sale proceedings and agreed to TVTβs transfer of his artist agreement to The Orchard. In return, The Orchard released Lil' Jon from all future obligations and returned the rights to the master recordings of Crunk Rock.
Website: https://myspace.com/liljon
Rep Yo City
Lil Jon 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!
The song "Rep Yo City" by Lil Jon is an anthem that encourages people to represent their cities and show pride for where they come from. The repeated chorus of "Rep yo city! fuck that shit!" is a rallying cry that has become synonymous with the song and its message. The lyrics are a celebration of different cities and the uniqueness that they bring.
The song features various artists like Petey Pablo, E-40, Bun B, and Eightball who rap about their cities and the pride they have for them. It is a combination of crunk, hip-hop, and southern rap that makes it a great representation of the music style during the early 2000s. Lil Jon's signature ad-libs like "Ahh! Ahh! Ahh! hah hah!" peppered throughout the song add to its energetic feel.
The song has become a staple in sports arenas, pep rallies, and parties, especially in the southeastern region of the United States. It has even been featured in various movies and TV shows. Its popularity and longevity continue to showcase Lil Jon's influence in the music industry and his ability to create a hit that resonates with people on a personal level.
Line by Line Meaning
Rep yo city! Rep yo city! (Rep yo cityyyy!)
Show pride for your city! Show pride for your city!
Rep yo city! fuck that shit! (Rep yo cityyyy!)
Show pride for your city! Forget about anything else!
My niggaz run this bitch! Nah hoe!
My friends are in charge! No one else!
Cut loose motherf**ker, go bad go hard!
Let go, my friend, and give it your all!
In the club motherf**ker, go bad go hard!
At the club, my friend, give it your all!
In the truck motherf**ker, go bad go hard!
In the truck, my friend, give it your all!
Throw it up motherf**ker, go bad go hard!
Throw it up, my friend, give it your all!
We 30 deep (30 deep) we bleed the block (bleed the block)
We have a big group of people (30 deep) and dominate the neighborhood
We milk the Ave. for damn near e'rythang the Ave. got (Ave. got)
We take advantage of everything the avenue has to offer
We do the fools (do the fools) we act a nut (act a nut)
We act crazy and wild
We set it off up in this bitch and tear the club up
We start the party and cause chaos in the club
What it do? What it is pimp juice?
What's up? What's happening, my confident friend?
We got a car with the cups in the trunk
We have a car with cups (representing our success) in the trunk
For the thugs and the broads with the G-string drawers
For the gangsters and the ladies wearing revealing underwear
up in here straight break it all off (break it all off)
Here, go all out and give it your best (break all the barriers)
Where the big dawgs at? What city or set ya claim?
Where are the influential people? What city or group do you belong to?
Fame, X.O., several drinks of champagne
Fame, luxury, and many glasses of champagne
Hustlers in the game tryna maintain, lost ya chain
People trying to survive in the hustling industry, sometimes losing their jewelry
outta control, we so cold (so cold)
Out of control, we're incredibly cool and tough
What's your stompin ground? (stompin ground)
What's your territory?
What turf you from? (turf you from)
What neighborhood are you from?
What's you city playboy (what's yo city?) mine 9-4-5-9-1
What's your city, player? Mine is 94591 (referring to a specific area)
Vallejo! That's all I yell (that's all I yell)
Vallejo! That's all I shout
We f**kin around (f**kin around) like my niggaz out there in Oakland D-Town
We're messing around like my friends in Oakland and Detroit
Puttin it down from my house all the way to yo' house
Representing and spreading our influence from my place to yours
From the land of the trill, where the vanity's real
From the place of true and genuine people, where materialism is prominent
And yo man'll be peeled or at least branded, God-damnit we ill
And your man will be exposed or at least recognized, we're great at what we do
More horror than 'Amityville', no sorrow; hand me the steel
We're more terrifying than the 'Amityville Horror', no sadness; give me the gun
Your tomorrow I can't even feel - oughta be plannin ya will
I can't even imagine your future - you should start preparing your will
UGK ain't dropped in a while, but still we stoppin ya smile
UGK hasn't released music recently, but we still make you pause and pay attention
Keepin boppers in file, standin on top of the pile
We have a line of attractive women, and we're at the top of the game
And you'll get popped with a smile, this ain't bout shoppin and style
And you'll get shot with a smile, this is not about shopping and fashion
You'll get smacked for your packs, paper stacks and you'll crack-back yo' back
You'll get hit for your drugs, money, and you'll suffer physically
From Memphis to Mississippi, deep off in the woods
From Memphis to Mississippi, deeply involved in the street life
From A-T-L to M-I-A, deep off in the hood
From Atlanta to Miami, heavily involved in the neighborhood
Twankies on coupes (yeah) money-makin sluts (what)
Large rims on cars, money-making women
Dogs in the yard (yeah) pistol on the seat (uhh)
Guard dogs in the yard, gun on the car seat
Sticky rolled up for them blunt monkey freaks
Marijuana rolled up for those who love smoking blunts
For all my dawgs who keep it G and keep it crunk
For all my friends who stay true to themselves and keep the energy high
Represent yo' city, let 'em know where you from
Show pride for your city, make them aware of your origins
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
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@quantomic1106
This song gives me dangerous level of self confidence.
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@CodyM_
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@joshuaattractsmoney
I love this intro. How the whole beat kick in and them yelling!!! Always brings a tear to my eye and some crunk in my systemπ€£π€£π
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