Intro
(Yeah)
305 on the dash, blue lights in the street
Miami nights hot, hear the bass, feel the heat
Verse 1
Sun out, guns out, city stay loud,
Palm trees sway when the squad roll proud,
Concrete ocean, where the chrome still gleam,
From the block to the bay, yeah we hold that line clean.
Sirens talk back when the night get wild,
Fast life, bright lights, city raised a child,
Radio crackle, every call real heavy,
Pressure on the shoulders but the aim stay steady.
Art Deco glow on a midnight run,
Heat on the pavement, still the job get done,
From the hoods to the beach where the rich folks play,
Same badge, same rules, yeah we answer the same.
Hook / Chorus
Damn, I love Miami PD,
Blue lights flash with the 305 beat,
From the bay to the block where the city don’t sleep,
Yeah it’s hot outside but the squad stay deep.
Damn, I love Miami PD,
Late nights, fast cars, still ride for the streets,
Sunset gold, moonlight sea,
Yeah, damn—I love Miami PD.
Verse 2
Little Havana smoke, neon sign glow,
Windows cracked, let the ocean air flow,
Rain come fast, then the sky turn clear,
Storm pass through but the squad still here.
Heli in the sky, spotlight sweep low,
Every move calculated, every call go pro,
Unity strong, yeah the bond airtight,
Brother on the left, sister on the right.
City full of hustle, city full of pain,
Every badge got a story, every shift got a name,
When the pressure hit hard and the odds look steep,
We don’t fold in the heat, yeah we move concrete.
Hook / Chorus
Damn, I love Miami PD,
Blue lights flash with the 305 beat,
From the bay to the block where the city don’t sleep,
Yeah it’s hot outside but the squad stay deep.
Damn, I love Miami PD,
Late nights, fast cars, still ride for the streets,
Sunset gold, moonlight sea,
Yeah, damn—I love Miami PD.
Bridge (Half-Time Flow)
City don’t sleep, neither do we,
Eyes wide open, loyalty deep,
Pressure make diamonds, trust that creed,
Miami raised us, yeah we bleed that beat.
Verse 3
Midnight shift, caffeine and focus,
Every move sharp, yeah the mindset notice,
When the lights turn blue and the tires scream,
Whole city pause for the siren theme.
Respect earn hard, not given away,
Stand tall in the storm when the skies turn gray,
From sunrise grind to the late-night creep,
If it’s Miami, best believe we keep.
Outro / Final Hook
Damn, I love Miami PD,
City on my back, still move low-key,
From the sand to the streets, till the end of the beat,
Through the heat and the pressure—yeah, that’s family.
Damn, I love Miami PD.
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