Khaled, check this out I know we global now, world 305 But I see they are trying to bring down the movement I'm telling in the crib they can bet on me One time, new (That's right)
Put your money where your is, bet on me Put your money your mouth is, bet on me Put money where your mouth is, bet on me Put your where your mouth is, bet on me
them boys to keep running that shit out they mouth I'm the guard of my city, can't knock me like Yeah, yeah, yeah, (Don't talk about it, be it, hey) Yeah, yeah, yeah, (Don't talk about it, be it, hey)
Tell them boys to keep running that shit out they I'm the guard of my city, can't knock me down Yeah, yeah, yeah, (Don't talk it, be about it, hey) You're back won't last with you can't cash
Keep disrespectin', in the everglades find ya I'm not from San Fransisco, but the of forty-ninya I grew up to Lou, and, and, and pumpin' Trick boys done open doors, so respect is owed I got love for Rick, and congrats you it I was a fan the mix tape you sold me at Foxy Ladies
I them trying to bring you down But fuck that dog you one of the Khaled mix 96er, but back then though you had haters I the Temple at Oynx, I was too drunk to get in I was still selling Chronic you know getting' it in I remember Ump the rape mistrial, celebrating the win Ya'll can try to stop Miami but this will never end
Tell them boys to running that shit out they mouth I'm the of my city, can't knock me down like Yeah, yeah, yeah, (Don't talk about it, be it, hey) Yeah, yeah, yeah, (Don't talk about it, be it, hey)
Tell them boys to keep running that shit out mouth I'm the guard of my city, can't me down like Yeah, yeah, yeah, (Don't about it, be about it, hey) You're backs won't last with checks you cant
One TS, two times Fat Joe I them boys in Wynnwood hood stack short I remember Cash Money Boys in Little Haiti All running with zozs, Banana Azuri, drop top that's fo sho Flo Rida, always show love before been paying dues, now its my time to blow
Even when 50 come through, he roll no less than 50 zozs they will push your shit back, way back to trues and vows My dog Noseshaker, come through the block on clean Sounding an earthquake, he is what these dope boys dream Hit a lick, a brick, snatch a Brinks truck That's them boys don't get it mixed up
Tell them boys to keep running that shit out they I'm the guard of my city, can't me down like Yeah, yeah, yeah, (Don't talk about it, be it, hey) Yeah, yeah, yeah, (Don't talk it, be about it, hey)
Tell them boys to keep running that shit out they I'm the of my city, can't knock me down like Yeah, yeah, yeah, (Don't talk it, be about it, hey) You're backs won't last with you cant cash
I'm Mr. 305, I'm a of Miami's Heat I up in all types of neighborhoods, I am Miami's street Low key and stay quiet, that's how these in Miami eat I it when these boys come from out of town
And thinking sweet All of them down looking for pussy, trying to skeet That's when they run up in they hotel room and them a Miami treat the choppers start a raining, its hard to stop a Miami leak That's what they get for thinking Miami's just Miami
them boys to keep running that shit out they mouth I'm the guard of my city, can't knock me like Yeah, yeah, yeah, (Don't talk about it, be it, hey) Yeah, yeah, yeah, (Don't about it, be about it, hey)
Tell them boys to keep running that shit out they I'm the guard of my city, can't knock me down Yeah, yeah, yeah, (Don't talk it, be about it, hey) backs won't last with checks you cant cash
Hah, you know how ain't a neighborhood right? let your mouth write a check your ass can't cash, ha, ha, ha If the moneys on the wood, it's all But if the moneys out of sight it going to be a And the thing you want is a fight with the 305, ha, ha, ha