Luyện nghe bài hát Defend Dade

Khaled this out right.
I we global now, world wide 305.
But I see that 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 keep 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 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 back won't with checks 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 to Luke, and... and... and bumpin Trick
boys done open doors, so respect is owed.
I got love for Rick, and you made it,
I was a fan from the mix tape you sold me at Ladies.
I seen them trying to bring you down, but that dog you one of the greatest!
Khaled mix 96 up, but back then you had haters.
I remember Temple at Oynx, I was too to get in,
I was still selling Chronic you know gettin it in.
I Unk beating the rape mistrial, celebrating the win.
Ya'll can try to stop Miami but this shit never end.

Tell them boys to keep running 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)
Tell them boys to keep 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 can't cash.

One TS, two times Fat Joe.
I remember them in Wynnwood hood stack short.
I remember them Cash Boys in Little Haiti, all runnin with zozs.
Banana Azuri, drop top that's fo sho.
Flo-Rida, Grind mode always show before.
man I been paying dues, now it's my time to blow.
Even when 50 through, he don't roll no less than 50 zozs!
Cause they push your shit back, way back to trues and vows.
My dog Noseshaker, come through the on something clean.
Sounding like an earthquake, he is these dope boys dream.
Hit a lick, flip a brick, snatch a truck.
That's them Miami don't 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 talk it, be about it HEY)
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah,
(Don't about it, be about it HEY)
Tell them boys to keep running that 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)
You're backs won't last with 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 quiet, that's how these chicos in Miami eat.
I it when 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 them a treat.
the choppers start a raining, it's hard to stop a Miami leak.
That's what they get for thinking just Miami Beach.

Tell them boys to keep 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 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 about it, be 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 a check your ass can't cash Ha ha ha.
If the on the wood, it's all good.
But if the out of sight its funna to be a fight.
And the thing you want is a fight with the 305bitches DALE!