305 Anthem - Pitbull, Lil Jon

This my way of letting my city know that I’d ride for 'em

I’d cry for 'em, Bust 5 for 'em, And most of all fuckin die for em…

Hey, 305… till I die (5X)

Nigga I ride for my motherfuckin clique

I die for my motherfuckin clique

I bust heads with my motherfuckin clique

Talk shit, watch my shit go click

Man I’ve been on the grind

1 in the head, 16 in the nine, I’m extra man

The game is mine in due time

It’s alright I’m patient man

I know how to play my position, I know how to play my part

I know how to play these bitches, I know how to play with they hearts

I’ve done some dumb things, but for the most I’ve played it smart

Who cares if you run things?

Cause I’m as live as 106 & Park

This game is nothing but a pool of blood with a bunch of sharks

Only the strong survive;

It’s do or die get it right

That why I roll for my peoples

Cock back, go to war for my peoples

Break bread with my peoples

Man, I’ll die for my peoples

Everybody knows it’s the truth

That why they respect everything that I do, everywhere that I go

Every friend, every foe, every bitch, every ho

Man I sold it all

From the weed to the X, from the X to the blow

Mark my words, I’m next to blow

P to the I, I to the T, T to the B, B To the U, Double the L

Me, Ima sell like ice cream in hell

This for my peoples that’s locked up in jail

Ima succeed, I’m never gon fail

Papo just watch me

Nigga I ride for my motherfuckin clique

I die for my motherfuckin clique

I bust heads with my motherfuckin clique

Talk shit, watch my shit go click

Man I’m watchin the game closely

Uncle Luke that man did coach me

He taught me the who, what, wheres and whys

How to cross T’s, How to dot I’s

Little did he know he created a monster

Pitbull nigga I’m that monster

D.B.

them chicos is monsters

Lil' Jon that nigga’s a monster

Everybody in the clique is well equipped

Ready for Pit to take over shit

This here is not a game, this here is our lives

We can’t fuck this up, we gotta get it right

If you with us and you ready for war then lets ride

Lets show how we do in the south

Kick in they door, run in their house

Since them boys think they spit fire

Fuck it, put the gun in they mouth

Follow me now, all these bitches wanna swallow me now

All these niggas that I don’t even know wanna holla at me now cause they wanna

be down but fuck’em man

Me, I’mma turn it up a notch

To my hustlers be careful when they murder in the blocks

To my killas be careful when you burnin up the Glocks

Last thing you wanna be is runnin from the cops

Pit’s gon take it from the bottom to the top

Haters can hate but it ain’t gon stop

Everybody knows I’mma blow just listen to the flow

This chico got it on lock

Nigga I ride for my motherfuckin clique

I die for my motherfuckin clique

I bust heads with my motherfuckin clique

Talk shit, watch my shit go click