Rep Yo City Lyrics

Body bags and toe tags I'm having a blast

I'll get on your ass if you fuck up my bag

Remain calm and light shit up like red dawn

My ultimate goal is to put my city on

In the dirty glove yo ass will get met with a slug

We get it out the mud and show you niggaz no love

From the Earl Flynns down to the bk's

The Chamber Brothers and Best Friends back in the day

Real Street legends that showed a nigga how to really get it

Now the feds on my ass cause they see how I'm living

Man I'll never forget it my first pair jingles

Standing on the corner where the hood niggaz mingle

Soaking up all the game from their pleasure and pain

The og just came home and he got to do it again

Another 10 we fighting a war that we can't win

Fuck the war on drugs and fuck Nancy Reagan

We gone bust down this brick cause this work gotta flip

You bet not come up short boy yo ass gone get hit

It ain't no second chances nigga when you pitching under handed

Throw yo ass in the trunk while we search for your family

Riding around hitting bumps with a sawed off pump

Niggaz standing outside kill everybody out front

My city grimy and gritty it ain't no mercy or pity

If you ever fuck with me, I'm gone spray out this glizzy

The whole seventeen cause sixteen ain't enough

Niggaz trying to downplay us got my city fucked up

We been bad boys you other niggaz be lyons

In the eye of the tiger them red wings be flying

From the east to the west or the west to the east

If you a pussy ass nigga keep yo ass out the street