Luyện nghe bài hát Defend Dade

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

Put your money where your mouth is, bet on me.

Tell 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 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 like
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah,
(Don't about it, be about it HEY)
You're back last with checks you can't cash.

Keep disrespectin', in the the everglades they'll ya,
I'm not San Fransisco, but the chopper will forty-nine ya.
I grew up listenin to Luke, and... and... and Trick
Them boys done 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 seen trying to bring you down, but fuck that dog you one of the greatest!
mix 96 up, but even back then you had haters.
I remember at Oynx, I was too young to get in,
I was still outsider selling Chronic you gettin it in.
I remember Unk beating the mistrial, celebrating the win.
Ya'll can try to Miami but this shit will never end.

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

One TS, two times Fat Joe.
I remember them boys in Wynnwood hood short.
I remember them Cash Money in Little Haiti, all runnin with zozs.
Azuri, soft drop top that's fo sho.
Flo-Rida, Grind mode always love before.
man I been paying dues, now it's my time to blow.
Even when 50 come through, he roll no less than 50 zozs!
Cause they will push shit back, way back to trues and vows.
My dog Noseshaker, come through the block on clean.
Sounding like an earthquake, he is these dope boys dream.
Hit a lick, flip a brick, snatch a truck.
That's them boys don't get it mixed 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 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 it, be about it HEY)
You're backs won't last with you can't cash.

I'm Mr. 305, I'm part of Heat.
I grew up in all of neighborhoods, I am Miami's street.
Low key and stay quiet, that's how chicos in Miami eat.
I love it when these boys come from out of town and thinking sweet.
All these boys down here for pussy, trying to Miami skeet.
That's when they run up in they hotel and give them a Miami treat.
the choppers start a raining, it's hard to stop a Miami leak.
That's what they get for thinking Miamis Miami 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 about 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 you can't cash.

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