Bitch I'm From Dade County

Diaz Brothers
 DJ Khaled
 I rep my city
 Dade County, let's go!
 Dade County stand up right now
 All the from Carol City to Florida City, Opa-Locka
 By way to Overtown, Atlantic City
 Coconut Grove to South Miami
 Wedwood Highlear, Little Haiti, Little Bana
 South Miami Heights, P-Rhymes
 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
 Born, bread, and raised to get money ways
 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)
 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 light it (Ross!)
 She rollin' wit moa (Moa!)
 Fuck who don't 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
 Cash money, money bags (Yes!) got me livin' comfortable (Yeah!)
 Still hood, still real (Unhh!), Opa-Locka is real (Yeah!)
 Off my dog's daddy dad, so wanna cook it on them pills
 Dade County dope-boy, best believe I'm 'bout dat der
 Chose come up get 'em yep, ye ain't really by that der
 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 gorilla
 Do not be thankin' we soft or we sweet
 Come on the opposite side of the beach
 They got 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 Poe 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
 Hoppin' out dat Chevy on 28's, I'm dodgin' power 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 cash money like big city,
 I got a girl, I got a boy I'm big city
 I gotta rep my city, C-Ridin', Dirt Bag, Dre, 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 wear a vest underneath your vest
 Ain't no other city realer then the city I stay in
 There can't, 'cause there can't be a realer city than Dade
 Nigga!!