Bitch I'm From Dade County

DJ Khaled

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    Dade County stand up right now
    Always from Carol City to Florida City, Opa-Locka
    By way to Overtown and look at this city
    Open to Grove and the South Miami
    Wedwood Highlear, look Eddie, look 'Bana
    Some many ice P-Rhymes rich
    Dade County, let it do what it do

    Rest in peace to Uncle Al
    We The Best
    Dade County, let's go
    I rep my city
    Nigga, I rep my city
    Miami, Listennn

    I'm well-connected, well-respected fo' gangsta shit
    I'm from the city of Caprices and Impalas bitch
    Yo I'm from down the way, you know--around the way
    Dade Country, 305, rep the whole M-I-A
    A.K.'s and Chevrolets, nappy braids and heads shaved
    Look here, shit real, we really get it how we live
    We get on heavy creel, we get on heavy pills
    Me and my niggas, and my Cubans and my Haitians them
    Bitch I'm from Dade County, we go way harder
    We do it way bigga (why), 'cause we some made niggas
    For on pray they raised to get money waist
    We gon' get it off they pop like we get it down in Dade
    Aye

    Bitch I'm from Dade County
    Bitch I'm from Dade County
    Bitch I'm from Dade County (I'ma be forever thuggin', baby)
    Bitch I'm from Dade County
    Bitch I'm from Dade County
    Bitch I'm from Dade County (I'ma be forever thuggin', baby)

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    305, it's my city
    Yes, I'm from Dade County
    Plus I'm fly, so I keep some bad bitches 'round me
    Whuddup Khaled, you my nigga so hold, lemme git 'em
    Yes I'm back, plus I'm mad, so I ain't playin' wit 'em
    Any bitch wanna come test me,
    Yup, come to my city, that's where I be
    I ride all in the hood in my new Bentley wit my ass sit on jag
    I don't give a fuck (what?!)
    Ride out, 'cause I'm runnin' the south
    Got some real gangsta niggas that'll run in ya house
    Wanna open my mouth shit that's the sound
    They go "Brra-Tat-Tat" so you betta watch out
    Ouch!

    Bitch I got money too
    "Trilla" album comin' soon
    Triple C's, 305, B-O-E give us room
    Whip the keys (twenty-five!), in the kitchen (cookin' food!)
    Baby "We The Best", quit, hate the rest
    Dade County, you name it (whudd?!)
    You roll it, I like it (Ross!)
    She rollin' wit moa (moa!)
    Talk to 'em like it (yuh!)
    Khaled's the boss
    Like Ricky's the Ross
    Everyone of my doggs, where my dickies in The Source
    Come here girl, lemme get you this
    This one Rick try to get you rich
    Candy paint on my six-six (six), you can call that bitches rich
    I'm out this sports, I'm in the game
    Fallin' the blaze, causin fo' Dade

    Doe Boy, Slip-N-Side
    Epedemic, Dope Ridas, Cash Money, Terror Squad
    Dade County, I do this fo' us
    Listennn

    Yuh, I got money too
    Bris', I be comin' thru
    Ca$h-Money, money bags (yes!) got me livin' comfortable (Yeah!)
    Still hood, still real (Unhh!), Opa-Locka is real (Yeah!)
    Off my dogs daddy dad, so wanna cook it on them pills
    Dade County dope-boy, best believe I'm 'bout dat doe
    Chose come up get em yep, we ain't really by that def
    Yeah, I'm the future, got the goons 'round me
    And yeah I rep my city, bitch
    I'm from Dade County

    Ayy!
    Don't you for I really get 'em up throw 'em up, who ya wanna be?
    Gitt'em, we hit em, we split 'em, we stick em, touch you wanna mine gotta grill 'em
    Boii, the city where they got the illest, killas
    M-I-A my niggaz, hommie we don't play
    Better get out the way, you ain't ever seen real go realer
    Do not be thankin' we soft or we sweet
    Come on the opposite side of the beach
    They gotta the choppas that'll put you to sleep
    Yeah, that's them choppas, you know what I mean
    That's when I top wanna say about your dreams
    We on the tox' clippin' that clean
    Holla on the block cause we under degrees
    That's what about rep that A-P-T's
    Dope-Boy, just call me a Doe Boy
    I'm that international boy, Flo-Rida fo' sho boy
    Triple C's the second, I get it fo' low, boy
    We trillin' cause we the best in Dade County
    You better know it, cause

    Carol City on my mind, we mobbin' out the line
    I'm on dat Chevy on 28's, I'm changin' all lines
    We work hard, nigga you sleep, pu-pu-pushin', we run the streets
    You are whatchu eat, young pussy, go brush ya teef
    Try to keep that Ca$h Money like big city,
    I got a girl, I got a boy I'm big city
    I gotta rep my city, C-Ridin', durrt bags dro hound, let's go get it
    Dade County goons, open Dade County cocks ho'
    Get yo'self if you don't get with it Dade County my ho!

    Unhh
    From the def to C's back to Opa-Locka
    D-R-E, 'nuff Miami shoot up off ya block
    Went solo on that ass, but it's still the same
    I got a choppa in the kitchen, Betty Croc is the name (Yup!)
    I needs my big County in big booty ho' she pretty
    Let her push the Chevy, hogg thru city
    Let 'em know that 54 cuz on the video overtime
    They got rockin every city them niggaz back pounds of that purp'
    Yeah--What it is, what it does, we are th-th-the best
    I'm from the city where you need to were somebody go to fast
    Ain't no other city realer then the city I stay in
    The cake, I reppin the realest city we stay
    Nigga!!

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