[Intro] Rep your city, rep your city, if you love it like I love my city, if you love it
[Hook] I love my city, yup I love my city I know we do wrong but I love my city Yup I love my city, yup I love my city I know we catch bodies but I love my city
[Verse 1: N.O.R.E] Let's talk about Harlem, Brooklyn, BX, Queens Five boroughs, so thorough, sad how they make cream Hip-hop was my break, empire my state Rest in peace to them towers, them cowards gon pay More money, more murders, our truth, your journey Little niggas that pull triggers, one hit, four burners In that big apple, Frank Sinatra I'm talking Big Pun, Big L, Big Poppa Times square when that ball dropping Good belt crew, I got em all shopping Fuck you thought, I smoke Newports I'm a true boss, and rep New York
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[Verse 2: 2 Chainz] If I ever broke, Joke If if was a fifth I'd be outside the liquor store I am raw, as the sushi roll, trapping up by the studio And everybody know that I'm dead fresh, funeral I Back out in my glass house I walk in with that chooper and they ran out I take your girl to my man's spot No games but I'm playing with my X-Box
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[Verse 3: City Boy Dee] I love my city, where I'm from it go down a lot Common wealth, niggas catching twenty-four forty rock I'm scorching hot around here, niggas like to talk a lot Screaming all that king shit, but niggas ain't did shit Boston, known for sports And on them side street they selling drugs all sorts, moving balls off courts They ain't taking no sharks, still kind of tight We lost place to New York, You hear Boston when I talk
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[Verse 4: Bun B] I rep my city, Port Author That's right, it's right off the water That's right, we right where we ought to be Baby serving your water, order Put in work on the regular, catch me working incellular Got that books like an editor, rock with me, why, better bruh Not time for competitors, get haters away from me If these haters come play with me, than pray for them haters G They ain't G and they know it, know I'm ready to throw it Love my city like you love your city then go ahead and show it, put it up
[Verse 6: Gunplay] I put down for the yay/yo, Carol City highly NNB, Hope a lot in 21 Jump Street Whole the town more choppers than an a r my (pronounced mi) War zone where AKs and ARs be Just a trao nigga Sam tray green candy paint pickel Wide body broms shouldve made the lanes bigger Niggas on the run eating cover page don diva Down here niggas dying for bitches or a time keeper
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