Rick Ross - Born N Raised lyrics

(Intro:) Born and Raised in the County of Dade (ahhhh) Born and Raised, Born Born and Raised, Born and Raised in the County of Dade. (continues in background) DJ Khaled! When I ride, I ride for Trey-0-5 Trick Daddy! (When I ride, I ride for Trey-0-5) Rick Ross! Pitbull! The Bottom! Listenn n***a! (Verse 1: Trick Daddy) Till a n***a D-I-E, I be forever thuggin baby! The same n***a that's why the streets still love me baby! b**h I'm from Dade County See I'm a 7-Trey Chevrolet Impala dope ridah I'll blow ya doors off You race your car 'gainst my car I'll leave your a** so far you'll doze off And when I take off, it's like i TOOK off And when i ride by, it's like i FLY by You like a slow motion All in 3-D 'cause everywhere I go, they by like "ey yo!" I fit the description Black T addicted, big Glock wit me For Dade County n***a! (Verse 2: Pitbull) {Intro:} It's that little chico Pitbull I'd just like to welcome y'all to where I been born, (ey Khaled spin that up dog!) I been raised... In the County of Dade, you know? You got them boys that pa** by in them old school chevies wit the top downs Beats that, you know, make the trunk rattle, rear-views shake Then they look at you wit they gold smile Let you know what it is {Verse:} I been born and raised in the county of dade The land of the haze, the c**aine capitol We ain't just hittin yaou buddy, we Warren Sapp'n ya We comin hard like them Cubans in the 80's dog Go ahead, throw it in the pot I bet it's raw Better ten cuidado con un tunbe por se lo llevan todo Llama al baba la preguntale por un despojo Por en final de todo tu no puedes tu no bobo.. ( Everything that I do, do Everything that I say, say Everywhere that I go I let 'em know hey I'm from the County of Dade! Old school chevy heaven Old school n***as preachin Young n***as wild'n gettin rich of keys and violence Trick, he's the mayor Luke, he's the king I'm Mr. 305, put that on a triple-beam I bet I weight out more than a boat out in the keys Holla at them haitians, let them know this nick's on me What's up? Dade (Verse 3: Rick Ross) {Intro:} You see him You see him Ross You see him You see him Trick Pitbull DJ Khaled 305 M-i-yayo (Born and raised, born and raised born and raised in the County of Dade.) {Verse:} I got road dogs doin that 20-to-life You try me, and ima get 20 tonight You think your b**h bad, man i got 20 alike Not the car but you know i be pushin the white Dippin chevy in syrup Digital dash No bank accounts My money in bags Go do the physics Cause when i whip it And i love to whip it That's just another digit This my city, in my city ya gotta tote fire Over town, they'll bust ya head 'cause it won't slide Brown sub'll wet ya a** like a dope ride You're dead wrong for thinkin them chicos won't ride Opa Locka revolve around that big 4-5 Them lil haitians they take ya a** for a boat ride., In carol city, n***as quick to blow the plane wit it Unpack the sack and k** the game wit it! (ROSS!) (Outro:) Born and Raised, Born Born and Raised, Born and Raised in the County of Dade Born Born and Raised, Born Born and Raised, Born Born and Raised in the County of Dade Born and Raised, Born Born and Raised, Born Born and Raised in the County of Dade Born Born and Raised, Born and Raised, Born and Raised in the County of Dade {Outro Verse: DJ Khaled:} Yeah it's DJ Khaled, do or die, Big Dog Pitbull, Terror Squad-ian, a.k.a the Beat Novacaine Rest in Peace to my dog Uncle Al! I rep my city Dade County