Ain't no Nigga by Foxy Brown
Fuck them Reebok broads, you made it known who your wife was
I got you frontin in Armani sweaters
before this rap shit
when you was in letters and bullshit berattas
and eek classes with mo in the glasses
shows in Cali wit all the flavor suede Bally's

Low by Flo-rida
Them baggy sweat pants
And the Reebok's with the straps (with the straps)
She turned around and gave that big booty a smack (hey)
She hits the floor (she hits the floor)
Next thing you know
Shawty got low, low, low, low, low, low, low, low

Get Your Mind Right Mami by Jay-Z
Fuck with Hova, he can take you out of your hell
Say bye to Reebok, say hi to Chanel
Say hi to Gucci, Prada as well
Take a look in the mirror, be proud of yourself

Everything I Am by Kanye West
OK fair enough, the streets is flarin' up
'cause they want gun-talk, or I don't wear enough
baggy clothes, Reebok's, or Adidas
can I add that he do spaz out at his shows

Got Plex by Paul Wall
I'm stompin down on my Reebok white, rearview mirror jackers in sight
Not to worry I fear no bite, I'm wired up and I'm ready to fight
Got plex I got the pump, got plex I got the pump
Got plex I got the pump, what it do, that's what's up

Ryder Music by 50 Cent
Soon as I step on stage, the crowd applauds
Soon as my sneaker wear in stores, Reebok stock soar
I ain't gotta say I'm a boss, niggas can tell
The east coast crib, the size of a small hotel

Living In Pain by Notorious B.I.G.
Niggaz dropped quicker than bootlegger sells his liquor
A little nigga tried to squeeze .22's in my Reebok shoes
Payin dudes, while kids was on their one's and two's
Now I'm much older, colder, fuck a holster
Got the Mac .11's swingin from my shoulder

Don't Stop by Beanie Sigel
You softer than a Reebok Classic
Folding under pressure when confronted by them badges
I was taught stay low and keep blasting
Po only know questions that was answered

Are You That Somebody by Aaliyah
Whos that crew
Startin shit at tha bar?
Then F to tha I to tha R-E-N
D-Z, of tha He-Z
That's it Classic
Like Reebok
So go that funkey deetox
Don't care if tha beat knocks
I can rip it wit ya mama on tha beat box

Shittin' On The World by Dr Dre
I warm it up like humidity
Mel, okay I'm here til infinity
My shit be outta...space with the Ewok
This is my planet but I never wear the Reebok

Church For Thugs by The Game
Who I gotta talk to who I gotta write
Get my Reebok deal done
Or I'm stayin' in Air Nike's
Aiight, I handle bars you ain't gotta ride a bike

Runnin' by The Game
My mom said I'm hard head
I don't follow the rules
Why should I when Reebok giving niggaz they own shoes
And I'm dealing with the same problems 50 Cent got
Yayo in jail and they think I'm trying to take his spot

300 Bars & Runnin' by The Game
Tell Ecko to make him a suit
Tell Reebok to make him some boots
Get him a head band, to cover the holes in his head
He a dead man for thinking he can walk through muddy waters like Redman
Banks blacked out and let the gun blam without a M-E-T-H-O-D Man

Ms. Fat Booty by Mos Def
What's your name love, where you came from?
Neck and wrist blazed up, very little make-up
The swims at the Reebok gym tone your frame up
Is sugar and spice the only thing that you made of?

Pimpinabitch by Juvenile
God the lowly spinach givers,
The U.T.P. liver splitters,
The dice game riches,
The card player, the Magnolia hallwayer,
The herb smoke follower, the St. Ide's swallower,
The Fa Sho hollerer,
The reebok wearer, the Camoflauge era,

3rd Ward Solja by Juvenile
I'm an optimal smokin', chopper totin',
Bustin' caps wide open,
Top of line coatin', reebok sportin',
Expedition corner spender,
Big fine woman bender, put the weight in the blender

Ha by Juvenile
That hoe don't know when to shut up her mouth ha
You gonna knock that hoe teeth out ha
You done switched from Nike to Reebok ha
You twinkle you golds everytime you leave your house ha

Lil Boyz by Juvenile
You lil boyz better ta slow down
Up in tha mornin', in tha court, it's 'bout ta go down
Here come them niggas: soulja, Reebok, and Girbaud down
There's no remorse now
'Bout to explode rounds

Heard It All Before by Ghostface Killa
Like my bitches better when they wore Reebok's
See hot, let's have a toast, I verbally bomb deacons
Have the whole church praying for Ghost
When we speak we give sermons, and switch our names over permits

Me by Ja Rule
Reebok classics Remind me of '87 when
Niggaz was playing with blocks like little kids and
Even though we men we still big wheelin'
Still cop cribs, six beds, four baths, high ceilings

Nigga Couldn't Know by Big Tymers
Niggas murderin'
I ain't never saw 'em before
Tonight we twurkin' 'em
Niggas wearin' masks like glasses
Niggas got on tank tops and a pair of Reebok classics

I Need Dubs by Master P
From the streets to the pen, you know these soldiers gon' win
When they see me on TV say he did it again
From his shoes to his clothes, he's ballin outta control
From the Bentley to the Beemer to the Hummer with six golds
But wodie don't stunt, make them six-fo's jump
Like Reebok pumps, P. Miller amp's in the trunk

Biscuits by Method Man
Get lost, I break you off something
I'm pumpin, like a Reebok, with a pump, from the jump and
You was nothin
Bet ya thought ya fuckin clan had ya fuckin back but they was frontin

Elements by Method Man
On each block, I'm the remedy, send them back to me
After detock, shorty got knuckles in the Reebok
Plus we got a problem with the Benz
(What's the problem with the Benz)
She want the six-hundred, but she aint got the ends