Lyrics:
I grew up on County Road 220 Southwest
In a lower middle class house
Not too many neighbors around
Daddy worked for the county crew
And Momma worked
born and raised in the county of Dade (ah)
born and raised, born born and raised, born and raised in the county of Dade.
DJ Khaled!
When I
born and raised in the county of Dade (ah)
born and raised, born born and raised, born and raised in the county of Dade.
DJ Khaled!
When I
[DJ Kay Slay]
Aiyyo, this is DJ Kay Slay from around the way
And my dog DMX is puttin it down with the Bloodline family
And the Bloodline kennels
Born and Raised in the County of Dade (ah)
Born and Raised, born born and Raised,
Born and Raised in the County of Dade. [continues in
I love it in the wintertime, or what the seasons bring
In my home in Shelby County, we're as happy as can be
Honeysuckle 'round the door, magnolia
celebrity
A county cut celebrity
I went from Nissan hard bodies with
Some holes in the rust
To Vettes with Lamborghini doors
Camo wrapped in the cut
Them
door
Martella blows, more snow white than the 7 dwarves
That's my dog, confront front him then I cut off your head with 11 swords
I know all my true
of the back door.
This is the same kennel that harry had now been moping on top of for three days. despite the best efforts of the young, caring couple
ain't even in the same county
Know some niggas down in Dade County
That'll off you like you had a bounty
But that's useless cuz these niggas clowny
Flex
As soon as I get it, imma stack it and spend it
Like joel osteen stuff the bands by the kennel
Soon as I cop me a demon
Drive that bitch off
Two bad bitches with your boy in the middle
When you look like this
Ain't hard to be a sinner
Big dog tryna free them all off from the kennel
Want it
to fill four U-Hauls
More death than World War II caused
Around these parts we pour the brown just to drown these thoughts
Of black corpses in county
From the start, me and my dogs
Me and my dogs, me and my dogs
We was in them kennels at the start
Me and my dogs, me and my dogs
Jumped off that
keep the racks
And you keep the change
Bitch I'm from Dade County
Foreigns and drop tops
We kick in yo doors and suicide doors
And get yo whole block
kicking down doors
And they getting to them Benjis
Broward, Broward, Broward, Broward
Welcome to Broward county
Where the jits living reckless
They down
them hollow tips as they comin'
Up with yo skirt!
Woo woo, fuck Gwinnette county
Fuck!
Da fuck?
Aye throw that shit, throw that shit 12 outside
Hurry up
to the socks
I ain't switchin' up shit, on God, but a Glock (damn)
J's at the door, they ain't even gotta knock
Shit beatin' at the door, when it jumped out
husband
Saturday night in Hickman County
Down upon the Piney River parked
Beside the pretty water
In the backseat of a Chevy is
Your next door neighbor's
of my eye
It happens every time I think about your muzzle touch on this hand of mine
Your empty kennel’s left out at the back of the yard
To find another
bird of youth
Well, the bounty of the county
Is on my head come to get their due
The bounty of the county
Words hang on our dreams
Just like
Comin' Home to Grand County
I'm runnin' from this Mile High City to the place that's calling me back home
Where the mountains meet the sky, the deer
on wheels
Through the tri-county I be serving making deals
Five percent tint when I'm shifting behind the wheel
In and out of traffic always watching out
(Bill Fries, Chip Davis)
I's thumbin' through the want ads in the Shelby County Tribune when this classified advertisement caught my eye. It said,
.jpg/300px-BackDoorSlam(by_Scott_Dudelson).jpg "Back Door Slam")
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