Rob G

Rob G - Reppin' My Block Remix songtekst

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"Reppin' my block"

"Reppin'-reppin' my block"

"Reppin' my block

Let 'em know we in here"

"Reppin'-reppin' my block"

"Reppin'-reppin' my block"

"Reppin' my block"

"Put it-put it in the air"

"Put it in the air"

"Put-put-put it in the air"

"Reppin' my block

Let 'em know we in here"

"Put it in the air"

"Put, put it in the air"

"Reppin' my block

Let 'em know we in here"





You know

The block repre-sentin'

Fin' to go and deliver

Cause my block

Fin' and

Enter

They number one contenders

Since the glock detri-mental

Like liquor to your liver

Hatin' on your agenda, remember, I be the winner

But real, what it gotta be, accept me or you're knockin' me

My city gon' follow me, MY HOOD IS SO PROUD OF ME

You never seen my mug mean (Ha ha)

I got that "I'm-the-shit"

Swagger like the H, straight, runnin' through my blood stream

Now I'm in the club, gettin' thirsty in a player way (YEAH)

Liquor like my Gatorade, I do this on a day to day (YEAH, AY!)

She lookin' good, I'm a holler, make her follow

Where I'm from, WE ONLY TURNIN' DOWN OUR COLLARS, throw a dollar

TO THE DJ

And when he play what I like

Throw the dub with my left, and the H ON MY RIGHT

It's Houston, south west S.W.A.T. to the TOP

You ain't know this by now, JUST WATCH and see him reppin' my block









H-Town monster, the city is where it's at

Keep a rocket on my hip, and a storm on a hat

Hershey Texas, South Park is 8100 villians

From the tree

Through the sunny and back

Can get a minute

My chain got yellow stones, it's green and cloverland

Still can get a ounce of that good, just cause I know the man

Birds fly south

Must be winter or somethin'

You can tell the whole world, that the Don is comin'

South west Fourth Ward, them boys be ridin' red

Low gangstas from Dead End, to nickel in Homestead

Internationally known, the ghetto pass is still strong

Go anywhere and get a gangsta on the phone

From Houston to California

Change your gear

Rob G and Lil' Ke', now the cyph' in here

Rep your city and your town

Your hood and your block

I'm from 713, that's where I screwed and chopped

Young Don









My two middle fingers down are the two pokin' out (Hun)

Dome tucked in, yeah, I'm reppin' my block

H-Town, Homestead, north side, on the spot (Slim Thugga)

Slim Thugga represent

Everytime he step out

I got glue on my ride, cause that's how my side roll (Roll)

Braided up 'fro, so the whole city know (Know)

That's it's north side, right, but H-Town, worldwide

Lil' Keke

Southside

Rob G

Rep and ride

Yeah, the Texas got it locked, so you haters keep hatin' (Keep hatin')

D-Town, Saint An', ATX, we ain't fakin' (Naw)

And all the way

From the corporates, BMT to the top (Yeah)

One thing about Texas, we be reppin' our block (We be reppin' our block)

Eses got the work, street niggas keep the glock (Hah)

We do this for the hood, this for my gangstas on lock (Hah)

Put your sets, in the air, let me see what you claim

Who gettin' the most change, rep for your block, mayne (Yeah)









Reppin' my block









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