Yea niggas, Welcome to Dade County

Where we slang rocks that claim blocks

And those red and blue lights just keep our streets hot

C'mon and ride with a nigga so I can show you what Dade County really got

See don't be fooled by South Beach

Thinking when you come to the Bottom you can just run these streets

You and your jewels are like a menu

And trust me nigga we intend to eat

Fuck around and cross that I-395

You just run into a bunch of dead end streets

Niggas with wifebeaters and bare feet

That's right, I'm talking straight goon style

Go beyond that about 3 miles and you're now entering the infamous Lil Havana

Now I know yall studio gangsters be vibing off the movie "Scarface"

But the wrong move in this place, you'll fuck around and meet the real Tony Montana

So fuck them palm trees

I got shit for you to really see

Like there's a graveyard with bury sub with niggas buried 4 generations deep

And I aint even talking about sister lined next to brother

I'm talking granddaddy to grandmother piled up on top of each other

And all that rap about you're Lil Haiti connections?

Nigga you don't even know a real zo

But I can introduce you to one that'll kick in your door

Put you faced down on the floor

And have your whole family wiring money from Chicago

But you a star, though

Okay, nigga if you a real G

This is where you tell your car to go

Opa Locka

Where there is continuous spotlight helicopters and a triangle full of choppers

Carol City will make holes in you so big, they can't be plugged by doctors

Nigga, this is the real Dade County

Where we are soldiers from birth to the hurst

That's why my childhood consisted of a bulletproof vest and a pyrex

Nigga, you haven't even seen the real Miami, yet

So Welcome to Miami-Dade County, the real Miami

Where we live and die, for life