(feat. DJ Khaled, Trick Daddy, Rick Ross)
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[Intro:]
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Born and Raised in the County of Dade (ahhhh)
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Born and Raised, Born Born and Raised, Born and Raised in the County of Dade. [continues in background]
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DJ Khaled!
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When I ride, I ride for Trey-0-5
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Trick Daddy! (When I ride, I ride for Trey-0-5)
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Rick Ross!
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Pitbull!
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The Bottom!
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Listenn Nigga!
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[Trick Daddy:]
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Till a nigga D-I-E, I be forever thuggin baby!
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the same nigga that's why the streets still love me baby!
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Bitch I'm from Dade County.
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See I'm a 7-Trey Chevrolet Impala DUNK ridah.
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I'll blow ya doors off.
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You race your car 'gainst my car,
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I'll leave your ass so far you'll doze off.
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And when I take off, it's like i TOOK off.
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And when i ride by, it's like i FLY by.
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You like a slow motion.
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All in 3-D.
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Cuz everywhere I go, they by like "there he go"
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I fit the description,
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Black Tee an dickies, big glock wit me,
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real Dade County Nigga!
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[Pitbull:]
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[Intro:]
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It's that little chico Pitbull,
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I'd just like to welcome y'all to where I been born, (ey Khaled spin that up dog!)
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I been raised... In the County of Dade, you know?
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You got them boys that pass by in them old school chevies wit the top downs,
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Beats that, you know, make the trunk rattle, rear-views shake,
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Then they look at you wit they golds in they mouth
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Let you know what it is.
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[Verse:]
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I been born and raised in the county of dade,
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The land of the haze, the cocaine capitol.
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We aint just hittin you buddy, we Warren Sapp'n ya.
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We comin hard like them Cubans in the 80's dog.
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Go ahead, throw it in the pot I bet it's raw,
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pero ten cuidado con un tumbe porque se lo llevan todo
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llama al babalaow preguntale por un depojo
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pero tu no puedes con los lobos
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Everything that I do, do,
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Everything that I say, say,
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Everywhere that I go I let 'em know hey I'm from the County of Dade!
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Old school chevy heavy,
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Old school niggas preachin,
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Young niggas wild'n gettin rich of keys and violence.
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Trick, he's the mayor.
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Luke, he's the king.
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I'm Mr. 305, put that on a triple-beam.
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I bet it weigh out more than a boat load of keys,
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Holla at them haitians, let them know this licks on me.
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What's up? Dade.
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[Rick Ross:]
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[Intro:]
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You see him.
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You see him.
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Ross.
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You see him.
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You see him.
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Trick.
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Pitbull.
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DJ Khaled.
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305 M-i-yayo.
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(Born and raised, born and raised born and raised in the County of Dade.)
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[Verse:]
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I got road dogs doin that 20-to-life,
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You try me, and ima get 20 tonight.
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You think your bitch bad, boy i got 20 alike,
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Not the car but you know i be pushin the white.
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Dippin chevy in syrup,
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Digital dash,
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No bank accounts,
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My money in bags.
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Go do the physics,
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Cause when i whip it,
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And i love to whip it,
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That's just another digit.
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This is my city, in my city ya gotta tote fire.
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Over town, they'll bust ya head cuz it won't slide.
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Brown sub will wet ya ass like a dunk ride.
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You're dead wrong for thinkin them chicos won't ride.
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Opa Locka revolve around that big 4-5.
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Them lil haitians they take ya ass for a boat ride.,
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In carol city, niggas quick to board the plane wit it,
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Unpack the sack and kill the game wit it! (ROSS!)
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[Outro:]
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Born and Raised, Born Born and Raised, Born and Raised in the County of Dade.
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Born Born and Raised, Born Born and Raised, Born Born and Raised in the County of Dade.
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Born and Raised, Born Born and Raised, Born Born and Raised in the County of Dade.
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Born Born and Raised, Born and Raised, Born and Raised in the County of Dade.
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[Outro Verse: DJ Khaled]
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Yeah it's DJ Khaled, do or die, Big Dog Pitbull, Terror Squad-ian, a.k.a the Beat Novacaine.
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Rest in Peace to my dog Uncle Al!
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I rep my city.
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Dade County
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Born N Raised
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