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• Reppin My City • | by Rick Ross
(Chorus x2: Rick Ross)
I Be Reppin' My City
I Be Reppin' My City
I Be Reppin' My City
Er Er Errynight

I Be Reppin' My City
I Be Reppin' My City
I Be Reppin' My City
No One Can Do It Betta

(Rick Ross: Speaking Over)
Ross
305 M.I. Yayo Nigga
Ya Feel Me
Come With Vocals Up In Up Here
Gun Play Murder Need A Torch
Na I'm Talkin' Bout
Believe That Woa!

(Verse 1: Rick Ross)
Let The Top Back On The Chevy Then I Crank Up The Boom
Smellin' Isu Miaki Soon As I Step In A Room
Hundred Thousand In Jewels
That's A Whole Lotta Moves
So What's A Soldier To Do
Standin' In His Bloody Boots
Yeah I'm Fresh Outta Boot Camp
Ain't Gotta Food Stamp
Counterfeit Bills Ll' Get Ya Killed On Where Da Goons At
It's Poppin' An Overlocker
Floppin' Them Candy Paints
Chrome Dayton Twelve Pack Of Twelves
In The Seven Dre
Still Hustle Erryday
Dade County Be The Place
Get Murder For A Burger
With A Nickel Plated Burner
Still Burnin Rubba
Bustin' Rubbas
And These Bitches Undercover
Tell The Truth I Ain't Her Lover
But I Fuck Her Like I Lover Her
Boss

(chorus x2)

(Gun Play)
I Be Reppin' My City
I Be Grippin' Them Semi's
I Be Flippin' Them Pennies
Turn Them To Good And Plenty
I Be Strokin' That Pussy
I Be Smokin' That Kushy
I Be Flippin' Them Flounders
Baby Hunt In My Bounty
I'm The Face Of The Hood
Erry Place In The Hood
Triple C's In Here Come Get A Taste Of My Hood
I'm The Captain Of The Corner
Khaki's and Coronas
Now We Gotta Show Em
So Let's Patch Up On The Horn Now
Role A Dice Shake Em
Roll A Note On
Head Crack Where It's At
Nigga Show Me Some
My In CC Overlock
Overtime
City Bine
You Know How We Get It Down
Nigga Sa I'm Betta Thow
Project Poe
I'm The Project Hope
That Means Errytime I Talk The Project Spoke
And We In The Same Struggle So The Project Know
Gotta Million Dolla Profit Singing Project Notes
Just Know!

(chorus x2)

(this what I'm talkin bout right here Poe...)
Wherever I'm at I'm good nigga, hood nigga
First sign of problems, eliminate
Wish a nigga would act
Like he can't have rappers slip out the boroughs
Rosero? with the word, roses hit your mirror?
Cartel representas, center of the war zone
Super cats on the coupe, cover of the whole zone
Catch me in the Source, double XL rated
Next to million dollar Nextel
Workin, ain't trippin other checks now
Super sells, so the pussy's platinum
Back to the basics
You in danger at 16 with the beam
One in the chamber aimed at that 0 7
Got the chopper close by
Head bussa from the Bronx
Rep my city every night
Hundred thousand worth of ice
Tight work, boy that's life work
Crystal clear starin make your eyes hurt
Time for the new breed, Triple C
Custom cars and cycles
Psycho path for my math
Put my hand on the pipe torch

(chorus x2)

(Brisco:)
I be reppin my city
I be reppin my block
I be reppin my hood
I be reppin the locks
Welcome to dade county
This the bottom of the beaker
Where the beach is sexy blue
And the cocaine cheaper
High nine five nigga, let me ride
I'm in that dolphin-colored S5
Fire, look at me, I'm
Bouncin with that chick
Got the grill out my left fold
See how now I live
Call me Mr. Stephon
I gotta plush seat from Ingo P
Just know I rep my city thru Miami's E
Yea, I'm Miami's Baby...
Brisco to Opalocka, goon come save me...

(chorus x2)
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 # 1 | Young Rell:

These lyrics are fugazi... they dead WRONG... i counted bout 18 fuck ups in it... yall need to get a more reliable source...
on 26 May 2008
 

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