Luyện nghe bài hát Defend Dade

Khaled this out right.
I know we global now, wide 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 where your mouth is, bet on me. [x4]

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

Keep disrespectin', in the the everglades find ya,
I'm not San Fransisco, but the chopper will forty-nine ya.
I grew up listenin to Luke, and... and... and Trick
Them done open doors, so respect is owed.
I got for Rick, and congrats you made it,
I was a fan from the mix you sold me at Foxy Ladies.
I them 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 outsider selling Chronic you know gettin it in.
I remember Unk beating the mistrial, celebrating the win.
Ya'll can try to stop Miami but this shit never end.

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

One time TS, two Fat Joe.
I remember them boys in Wynnwood hood short.
I remember them Cash Money Boys in Haiti, all runnin with zozs.
Azuri, soft drop top that's fo sho.
Flo-Rida, Grind always show 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 will push 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, flip a brick, snatch a truck.
That's them Miami boys don't get it up.

Tell them boys to 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 talk it, be about 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)
backs won't last with checks you can't cash.

I'm Mr. 305, I'm of Miami's 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 these boys come from out of town and thinking Miamis sweet.
All these down 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 start a raining, hard to stop a Miami leak.
That's what they get for Miamis just Miami Beach.

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 about it, be about it HEY!)
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah,
(Don't about 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 backs won't last checks you can't cash.

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