[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
[Hook]
[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
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
[Hook]
[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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