Khaled, this out right I know we now, world 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 your mouth is, bet on me Put your money where your is, bet on me Put money where your mouth is, bet on me Put your where your mouth is, bet on me
Tell them boys to 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 talk 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 down Yeah, yeah, yeah, (Don't about it, be about it, hey) You're back won't last with checks you can't
disrespectin', in the everglades they'll find ya I'm not from San Fransisco, but the of forty-ninya I up listenin' to Lou, and, and, and pumpin' Trick boys done open doors, so respect is owed I got love for Rick, and congrats you it I was a fan from the mix tape you me at Foxy Ladies
I seen them trying to you down But fuck dog you one of the greatest Khaled mix 96er, but back 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 Ya'll can try to stop but this shit will never 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 about it, be about it, hey) Yeah, yeah, yeah, (Don't about it, be about it, hey)
Tell them boys to keep running 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 last with checks you cant cash
One time TS, two Fat Joe I remember them boys in Wynnwood hood stack I remember them Money Boys in Little Haiti All running with zozs, Azuri, soft drop top that's fo sho Flo Rida, Groundhogs show love before Dammit paying dues, now its my time to blow
Even when 50 come through, he don't no less than 50 zozs they will push your shit back, way back to trues and vows My dog Noseshaker, come the block on something clean Sounding like an earthquake, he is these dope boys dream Hit a lick, flip a brick, snatch a truck them Miami boys don't get it mixed up
Tell them boys to running that 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 about it, be about it, hey)
Tell them boys to keep running that 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 checks you cash
I'm Mr. 305, I'm a part of Miami's 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 out of town
And thinking sweet All of them looking for pussy, trying to Miami skeet That's when they run up in hotel room and give them a Miami treat When the choppers a raining, its hard to stop a Miami leak That's what they get for thinking just Miami Beach
Tell them boys to keep running that shit out they 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 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 about it, be about it, hey) You're won't last with checks you cant cash
Hah, you know how ain't a neighborhood right? Don't let your mouth write a check ass can't cash, ha, ha, ha If the moneys on the wood, it's all But if the out of sight it going to be a fight And the last thing you want is a with the 305, ha, ha, ha