Luyện nghe bài hát Defend Dade

Khaled this out right.
I we global now, world wide 305.
But I see that trying to bring down the movement.
I'm tellin everybody in the they can bet on me.
One time, new (that's right)

Put your money your mouth is, bet on me. [x4]

Tell them boys to keep 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)
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)
You're back won't with checks you can't cash.

Keep disrespectin', in the the they'll find ya,
I'm not from San Fransisco, but the chopper forty-nine ya.
I grew up listenin to Luke, and... and... and Trick
Them boys done open doors, so is owed.
I got for Rick, and congrats you made it,
I was a fan from the mix tape you me at Foxy Ladies.
I seen them trying to bring you down, but that dog you one of the greatest!
Khaled mix 96 up, but even back you had haters.
I remember Temple at Oynx, I was too to get in,
I was still outsider selling you know gettin it in.
I Unk beating the rape mistrial, celebrating the win.
Ya'll can try to Miami but this shit will never end.

Tell them boys to keep that shit out they mouth,
I'm the guard of my city, can't me down like
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah,
(Don't talk it, be about it HEY)
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah,
(Don't talk it, be about it HEY)
Tell them to keep running that shit out they mouth,
I'm the guard of my city, can't me down like
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah,
(Don't talk it, be about it HEY)
You're backs last with checks you can't cash.

One time TS, two Fat Joe.
I remember boys in Wynnwood hood stack short.
I remember them Cash Money Boys in Little Haiti, all runnin zozs.
Banana Azuri, soft drop top fo sho.
Flo-Rida, Grind mode always love before.
Dammit man I been paying dues, now it's my to blow.
Even when 50 come through, he don't roll no than 50 zozs!
Cause they will your shit back, way back to trues and vows.
My dog Noseshaker, come the block on something clean.
Sounding an earthquake, he is what these dope boys dream.
Hit a lick, a brick, snatch a Brinks truck.
That's Miami boys don't get it mixed up.

Tell them boys to keep running that shit out mouth,
I'm the guard of my city, knock me down like
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah,
(Don't about it, be about it HEY)
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah,
(Don't about it, be about it HEY)
Tell boys to keep running that shit out they mouth,
I'm the guard of my city, can't me down like
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah,
(Don't talk it, be about it HEY)
You're backs won't last with you can't cash.

I'm Mr. 305, I'm of Miami's Heat.
I grew up in all types of neighborhoods, I am street.
Low key and stay quiet, that's how chicos in Miami eat.
I it when these boys come from out of town and thinking Miamis sweet.
All these boys down here looking for pussy, trying to skeet.
That's when run up in they hotel room and give them a Miami treat.
When the choppers start a raining, it's hard to a Miami leak.
That's what they get for thinking Miamis just Beach.

Tell them 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 talk it, be about it HEY!)
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah,
(Don't about it, be about it HEY!)
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!)
You're backs won't last with checks you cash.

Hah, You know what say in the hood right?
let your mouth write a check your ass can't cash Ha ha ha.
If the moneys on the wood, all good.
But if the out of sight its funna to be a fight.
And the last you want is a fight with the 305bitches DALE!