Khaled, this out right I know we global now, world 305 But I see that are 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 money your mouth is, bet on me Put your money where your is, bet on me Put your money your mouth is, bet on me Put your money your mouth is, bet on me
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 talk it, be about it, hey)
Tell them boys to keep running that shit out they I'm the guard of my city, can't knock me down Yeah, yeah, yeah, (Don't talk it, be about it, hey) You're back last with checks you can't cash
Keep disrespectin', in the everglades they'll ya I'm not from San Fransisco, but the chopper of I grew up listenin' to Lou, and, and, and Trick Them boys done doors, so respect is owed I got love for Rick, and you made it I was a fan from the mix tape you me at Foxy Ladies
I seen them trying to you down But fuck that dog you one of the Khaled mix 96er, but even then though you had haters I remember the at Oynx, I was too drunk to get in I was still outsider selling you know getting' it in I remember Ump the rape mistrial, celebrating the win Ya'll can try to Miami but this shit will never end
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 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, knock me down like Yeah, yeah, yeah, (Don't talk it, be about it, hey) You're backs last with checks you cant cash
One time TS, two Fat Joe I remember boys in Wynnwood hood stack short I remember them Cash Boys in Little Haiti All running with zozs, Banana Azuri, soft drop top fo sho Flo Rida, Groundhogs always show love 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 back, way back to trues and vows My dog Noseshaker, come through the block on clean Sounding like an earthquake, he is what these dope boys Hit a lick, flip a brick, a Brinks truck That's them boys don't get it mixed up
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 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) You're backs won't last checks you cant cash
I'm Mr. 305, I'm a of Miami's Heat I grew up in all types of neighborhoods, I am Miami's Low key and stay quiet, that's how Chico's in Miami eat I love it when these boys come from out of
And thinking Miami's All of them down looking for pussy, trying to Miami That's when they run up in they hotel room and give a Miami treat When the start a raining, its hard to stop a Miami leak That's what they get for thinking Miami's just Miami
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 talk it, be about it, hey) Yeah, yeah, yeah, (Don't talk about it, be it, hey)
Tell them boys to keep running 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) You're backs last with checks you cant cash
Hah, you how this ain't a neighborhood right? let your mouth write a check your ass can't cash, ha, ha, ha If the moneys on the wood, all good But if the moneys out of sight it to be a fight And the last you want is a fight with the 305, ha, ha, ha