Khaled, this out right I know we now, world wide 305 But I see that they are trying to bring down the I'm everybody in the crib they can bet on me One time, new (That's right)
Put your money your mouth is, bet on me Put money where your mouth is, bet on me Put money where your mouth is, bet on me Put money where your mouth is, bet on me
them 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 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 talk it, be about it, hey) You're back won't last checks you can't cash
Keep disrespectin', in the everglades they'll ya I'm not from San Fransisco, but the of forty-ninya I up listenin' to Lou, and, and, and pumpin' Trick Them boys open 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 them trying to you down But fuck that dog you one of the Khaled mix 96er, but back then though you had haters I remember the at Oynx, I was too drunk to get in I was still outsider selling Chronic you getting' it in I Ump beating the rape mistrial, celebrating the win Ya'll can try to stop Miami but this shit will end
them boys 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 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 about it, be about it, hey) You're backs last with checks you cant cash
One time TS, two Fat Joe I remember them boys in hood stack short I remember Cash Money Boys in Little Haiti All running zozs, Banana Azuri, soft drop top that's fo sho Flo Rida, Groundhogs always love before Dammit been dues, now its my time to blow
Even when 50 through, he don't roll no less than 50 zozs Cause they will push your shit back, way back to trues and My dog Noseshaker, through the block on something clean Sounding like an earthquake, he is these dope boys dream Hit a lick, flip a brick, snatch a Brinks That's them Miami boys get it mixed 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 about it, be about 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 of my city, can't knock me down like Yeah, yeah, yeah, (Don't about it, be about it, hey) backs won't last with checks you cant cash
I'm Mr. 305, I'm a of Miami's Heat I grew up in all of neighborhoods, I am Miami's street Low key and stay quiet, how these Chico's in Miami eat I love it when these boys come from out of
And thinking sweet All of them down for pussy, trying to Miami skeet That's they run up in they hotel room and give them a Miami treat When the choppers start a raining, its hard to stop a Miami That's what they get for thinking just Miami Beach
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 about it, be it, hey) Yeah, yeah, yeah, (Don't about it, be about it, hey)
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 it, be about it, hey) You're backs last with checks you cant cash
Hah, you know how this a neighborhood 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 it going to be a fight And the last you want is a fight with the 305, ha, ha, ha