Khaled, check out right 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 your mouth is, bet on me Put your money where your is, bet on me Put your money where your is, bet on me Put your money your mouth is, bet on me
Tell them boys to keep running that shit out 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 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) You're back won't last with checks you cash
disrespectin', in the everglades they'll find ya I'm not San Fransisco, but the chopper of forty-ninya I grew up listenin' to Lou, and, and, and Trick Them boys done doors, so respect is owed I got love for Rick, and you made it I was a fan the mix tape you sold me at Foxy Ladies
I seen them trying to bring you But fuck that dog you one of the Khaled mix 96er, but even back then you had haters I remember the Temple at Oynx, I was too to get in I was still outsider selling Chronic you getting' it in I remember Ump beating the rape mistrial, the win Ya'll can try to stop Miami but shit will never end
them boys to keep running that shit out they mouth I'm the guard of my city, can't knock me down Yeah, yeah, yeah, (Don't talk it, be about it, hey) Yeah, yeah, yeah, (Don't about it, be about it, hey)
Tell them boys to keep running shit out they 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 them Cash Money Boys in Little All running zozs, Banana Azuri, soft drop top that's fo sho Flo Rida, Groundhogs always love before Dammit been dues, now its my time to blow
Even when 50 come through, he don't roll no than 50 zozs they will push your shit back, way back to trues and vows My dog Noseshaker, come through the block on something Sounding like an earthquake, he is these dope boys dream Hit a lick, flip a brick, snatch a Brinks That's them Miami don't get it mixed up
Tell them boys to keep running that out they mouth I'm the guard of my city, can't knock me down 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 that shit out they mouth I'm the guard of my city, knock me down like Yeah, yeah, yeah, (Don't talk about it, be it, hey) backs won't last with checks you cant cash
I'm Mr. 305, I'm a part of Heat I grew up in all of neighborhoods, I am Miami's street Low key and quiet, that's how these Chico's in Miami eat I love it when boys come from out of town
And thinking sweet All of down looking for pussy, trying to Miami skeet when they run up in they hotel room and give them a Miami treat When the choppers start a raining, its hard to stop a 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 of my city, can't knock me down like Yeah, yeah, yeah, (Don't about it, be about it, hey) Yeah, yeah, yeah, (Don't talk it, be about it, hey)
Tell them boys to keep running that shit out mouth I'm the guard of my city, can't knock me down Yeah, yeah, yeah, (Don't about it, be about it, hey) You're backs last with checks you cant cash
Hah, you know how this ain't a right? Don't let your mouth a check your ass can't cash, ha, ha, ha If the on the wood, it's all good But if the out of sight it going to be a fight And the last you want is a fight with the 305, ha, ha, ha