Текст песни: DJ Khaled - Bitch I`m From Dade County



[DJ Khaled:]


Diaz Brothers


DJ Khaled


I rep my city


Dade County, let`s go!





[Trick Daddy:]


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





[DJ Khaled:]


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





[Trick Daddy:]


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





[Chorus:]


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)





[Trina:]


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!





[Rick Ross:]


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





[DJ Khaled:]


Doe Boy, Slip-N-Side


Epedemic, Dope Ridas, Cash Money, Terror Squad


Dade County, I do this fo` us


Listennn





[Brisco:]


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





[Flo-Rida:]


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





[Chorus]





[C-Ride:]


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!





[Dre:]


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!!





[Chorus]


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[DJ Khaled:]


Diaz Brothers


DJ Khaled


I rep my city


Dade County, let`s go!





[Trick Daddy:]


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





[DJ Khaled:]


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





[Trick Daddy:]


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





[Chorus:]


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)





[Trina:]


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!





[Rick Ross:]


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





[DJ Khaled:]


Doe Boy, Slip-N-Side


Epedemic, Dope Ridas, Cash Money, Terror Squad


Dade County, I do this fo` us


Listennn





[Brisco:]


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





[Flo-Rida:]


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





[Chorus]





[C-Ride:]


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!





[Dre:]


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!!





[Chorus]


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