Chorus: Kane Beats "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" --> Rob G
[Verse 1: Rob G] 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
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[Verse 2: Lil' Keke] 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
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[Verse 3: Slim Thug] 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)