Dem Miami Boyz Songtext

von Pitbull

I started this shit, now watch me
That's dem Miami boyz, with them day kind of place, movin weight, we dem boyz they love to hate.
That's dem Miami boyz, with a head full of dreds, mouth full of golds, watch out the chicos and them zoes.
That's dem Miami boyz, always lookin for a nic, be careful we don't end up in yo shit.
That's dem Miami boyz, 305 till we die, that's right motherfucker let's ride
Remember that new chico Chris that used to play ball, skinny with a mushroom cut about yay tall.
He's pushin rhymes like where they go big boy, I've seen him in a club with a dime every time.
Yeah, that's right, that's me that little chico that man be from 305.
Can't give up, my legacy won't die.
I'ma always rap for M-I-A-M-I.
They count it right, we down to die, we down to cop, rap the five.
Check the books, when it comes to the cocaine we cook, cause we came from the bottom we got them things in the bottom mane.
Straight, raw, uncut, unstepped on.
It's alright dog, Miami, we've been slept on.
Keep sleeping if you want to, you'll find your mother trying to wake you up at your wake motherfucker.
Black tags, black club, duct tape, AK, we always do it big around here baby, baybay
That's dem Miami boyz, with them day kind of place, movin weight, we dem boyz they love to hate.
That's dem Miami boyz, with a head full of dreds, mouth full of golds, watch out the chicos and them zoes.
That's dem Miami boyz, always lookin for a nic, be careful we don't end up in yo shit.
That's dem Miami boyz, 305 till we die, that's right motherfucker let's ride
I don't play, I don't snitch, I'm from day, I'll switch.
You can smell, I'm the shit.
Take an L, take a hit.
When the shit don't get spit, or the shit hit the fan, you'll be cryin through the tag.
Cmon boy, be a man.
In the hood they got keys, they got quarters, they got grams.
We'll rob everything, I'm from Florida, understand.
That's the president, it's evident, wherever there's some ham.
We were taught to say nothing on the stand, now that's the real
That's dem Miami boyz, with them day kind of place, movin weight, we dem boyz they love to hate.
That's dem Miami boyz, with a head full of dreds, mouth full of golds, watch out the chicos and them zoes.
That's dem Miami boyz, always lookin for a nic, be careful we don't end up in yo shit.
That's dem Miami boyz, 305 till we die, that's right motherfucker let's ride
I grew up looking up to drug dealers, idolizing what they do, analyzing they every move, uh.
Miami breeds them on the regular but you can tell who's professional by the way they talk on the cellular.
I took your Miami to new heights, now they comin down lookin for Pit like I'ma brick at a new price.
I don gave the streets new life, like black bricks in the drought, banana clips man we pullin them out.
Hustlers we fillin them out, to see if they're willing or not, to put they're freedom on the line when the feds start playing tricks on they mind, like the ghettos boys.
Fiends on bikes with no tires, that's ghetto boy.
So all them hustlers on the corner sittin on milk crates, may your dreams come true one day.
To all my boys behind bars, you know who you are, keep your head up.
I promise I got you
That's dem Miami boyz, with them day kind of place, movin weight, we dem boyz they love to hate.
That's dem Miami boyz, with a head full of dreds, mouth full of golds, watch out the chicos and them zoes.
That's dem Miami boyz, always lookin for a nic, be careful we don't end up in yo shit.
That's dem Miami boyz, 305 till we die, that's right motherfucker let's ride