(feat. Brisco)
[CHORUS x2]

I be reppin my city I be reppin my city

I be reppin my city 

I be reppin my city er er er'y night

I be reppin my city

I be reppin my city

I be reppin my city - no one can do it better



[Rick Ross:]

Let the top back on the Chevy

Then I crank up the boom

Smellin Issey Miyake

Soon as I step in the room 

Hundred thousand in jewels

Thats a whole lotta moves

So what's a soldier to do 

Standin in his bloody boots 

Yea I'm fresh outta boot camp

Ain't gotta food stamp 

Counterfeit bills will get you killed 

Now where the goons at

It's poppin in Opalocka, floppin dem candy paints 

Chrome Daytons, 12 pack of 12s in the seven trey 

Still hustle everyday, Dade County be the place 

Get murdered for a burger with a nickle-plated burner

Still burnin rubber, bustin rubbers 

And these bitches under cover 

Tell the truth I ain't a lover

But I fuck her like I love her Boss... 



[CHORUS x2]



I be reppin my city 

I be grippin dem cities 

I be flippin dem pennies

Turn em to good and plenty 

I be strokin that pussy 

I be smokin that kushie 

I be flippin dem flounders 

They be huntin my bounty 

I'm the face of the hood

Every place in the hood 

Triple C's in there 

Come get a taste of my hood 

I'm da captain of the corner 

Khaki's and Coronas 

Now we gotta show em 

So lets patch em up and blow em 

Now, blow the dice, shake em

Roll em, don't throw em 

Hand clap, where its at 

Nigga show me somethin 

Out in Sixy, Opalock, overtime, city buy 

You know how we get it Don

Nigga, thats how I bet a thou

Project Poe, I'm the project hoe

That means, everytime I talk, the projects spoke 

And we in the same struggle 

So the projects know 

Gotta million dollar profit 

Singin 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 thats 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]