Khaled, this out right I know we global now, wide 305 But I see that they are trying to bring down the I'm telling in the crib they can bet on me One time, new (That's right)
Put your money where mouth is, bet on me Put your money where your is, bet on me Put your money where mouth is, bet on me Put your money where your is, bet on me
Tell them 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 about it, be it, hey)
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 talk it, be about it, hey) You're back won't last with checks you cash
Keep disrespectin', in the 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 open doors, so respect is I got love for Rick, and congrats you it I was a fan from the mix tape you sold me at Foxy
I them trying to bring you down But fuck that dog you one of the Khaled mix 96er, but even then though you had haters I the Temple at Oynx, I was too drunk to get in I was outsider selling Chronic you know getting' it in I remember Ump the rape mistrial, celebrating the win can try to stop Miami but this shit will never end
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 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 about it, be it, hey) You're backs won't last with you cant cash
One TS, two times Fat Joe I remember them boys in hood stack short I remember them Cash Money in Little Haiti All running with zozs, Banana Azuri, soft top that's fo sho Flo Rida, Groundhogs show love before Dammit been paying dues, now its my to blow
Even when 50 come through, he don't no less than 50 zozs Cause they will push your shit back, way back to trues and My dog Noseshaker, come through the block on clean Sounding like an earthquake, he is what these dope dream Hit a lick, flip a brick, a Brinks truck That's Miami boys don't get it mixed up
Tell them boys to keep running that shit out they I'm the guard of my city, can't me down like Yeah, yeah, yeah, (Don't about 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 about it, be it, hey) You're backs won't last with you cant cash
I'm Mr. 305, I'm a of Miami's Heat I grew up in all types of neighborhoods, I am street Low key and stay quiet, that's how these Chico's in eat I love it when boys come from out of town
And thinking sweet All of them looking for pussy, trying to Miami skeet That's when they run up in they hotel and give them a Miami treat When the choppers start a raining, its hard to stop a Miami what they get for thinking Miami's just Miami Beach
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 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) You're backs won't last with checks you 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 moneys on the wood, it's all But if the moneys out of sight it to be a fight And the last thing you want is a with the 305, ha, ha, ha