Luyện nghe bài hát Defend Dade

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

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

Tell 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 about it, be about it HEY)
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah,
(Don't talk it, be about it HEY)
Tell them boys to keep that shit 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)
You're back won't last with you can't cash.

Keep disrespectin', in the the everglades find ya,
I'm not from San Fransisco, but the chopper will ya.
I grew up listenin to Luke, and... and... and bumpin
Them boys done open doors, so 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 you down, but fuck that dog you one of the greatest!
Khaled mix 96 up, but back then you had haters.
I Temple at Oynx, I was too young to get in,
I was still outsider selling Chronic you gettin it in.
I remember Unk beating the rape mistrial, the win.
Ya'll can try to stop Miami but this shit will end.

Tell 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 talk about it, be it HEY)
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)
You're backs won't last with you can't cash.

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

Tell them boys to keep running that shit out 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 talk it, be about it HEY)
Tell them boys to keep 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)
You're backs won't last with checks you 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, how these chicos in Miami eat.
I love it when boys come from out of town and thinking Miamis sweet.
All these boys here looking for pussy, trying to Miami skeet.
That's when they run up in they hotel room and give a Miami treat.
When the choppers a raining, it's hard to stop a Miami leak.
That's they get for thinking Miamis just Miami Beach.

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

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