Luyện nghe bài hát Defend Dade

Khaled check out right.
I know we global now, world 305.
But I see that they trying to bring 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 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 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)
You're won't last with checks you can't cash.

Keep disrespectin', in the the they'll find ya,
I'm not from San Fransisco, but the chopper will ya.
I up listenin to Luke, and... and... and bumpin Trick
Them boys open doors, so respect is owed.
I got love for Rick, and congrats you it,
I was a fan from the mix tape you sold me at Ladies.
I seen them trying to bring you down, but fuck dog you one of the greatest!
Khaled mix 96 up, but even back 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 remember Unk beating the rape mistrial, 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, knock me down like
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah,
(Don't about it, be about it HEY)
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah,
(Don't talk it, be about it HEY)
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)
You're backs won't last checks you can't cash.

One time TS, two Fat Joe.
I remember them in Wynnwood hood stack short.
I remember them Money Boys in Little Haiti, all runnin with zozs.
Banana Azuri, soft top that's fo sho.
Flo-Rida, mode always show love before.
man I been paying dues, now it's my time to blow.
Even when 50 come through, he don't roll no than 50 zozs!
Cause will push your shit back, way back to trues and vows.
My dog Noseshaker, through the block on something clean.
Sounding like an earthquake, he is what dope boys dream.
Hit a lick, a brick, snatch a Brinks truck.
That's them Miami don't get it mixed up.

Tell them 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 talk it, be about it HEY)
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah,
(Don't talk it, be about 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 last with checks you can't cash.

I'm Mr. 305, I'm part of Heat.
I grew up in all types of neighborhoods, I am street.
Low key and quiet, that's how these chicos in Miami eat.
I love it when these come from out of town and thinking Miamis sweet.
All these boys down here looking for pussy, trying to skeet.
when they run up in they hotel room and give them a Miami treat.
When the choppers start a raining, it's hard to a Miami leak.
That's what they get for thinking Miamis just Beach.

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!)
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 me down like
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah,
(Don't about it, be about it HEY!)
You're backs won't last with you can't cash.

Hah, You know what they say in the hood
Don't let your mouth write a check your ass can't Ha ha ha.
If the moneys on the wood, all good.
But if the moneys out of its funna to be a fight.
And the last thing you is a fight with the 305bitches DALE!