Luyện nghe bài hát From The South

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From the
I got the in my mouth

Hold up a minute, I'm the King of the
the rap game, like wood grain can't let go
You niggaz'll never see me, I'm on level
Stay ready to dig a grave, a gun and a shovel
And pouring gas too, if evidence
Saw me in the rear view, now you wonder I went
I'ma get you if I owe ya, visit ya
Lay the merk down, and then I'ma hit the fence
Better keep my mouth closed, so can't see the shining
think it was Z-Ro, cause all they seen was diamonds
I'm cold as a deep freeze, with of ice in it
My 3-57 pretty, but ain't nice in it
Too bitches, and not enough rubbers
Got so many, all my real niggaz under the
Watch a full of life, light close like shutters
God damn, staying healthy is hard as a

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[Paul
I got all in my mouth, in my grill and in my jaws
Platinum teeth and princess cuts, my mouth is similar to a ball
I'm Paul Wall my smile is blinding, my ice is shining like a
I tend to brush my teeth Windex, just so the glass house mouth shine clear
I got mo karats than soup,, I'm a Texas icon a People's Champ
Put on shades when I commits to approach, my mouth is eliminating like a lamp
It got gold grills and platinum and ice, cause that's how it is in the Lone State
With a cup full of bar in a candy car, and we jamming on a Robert Davis Grey

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[Lil'
since 1999, I had diamonds in my grill
You just rapping that ain't platinum, homie you need to
Cause you embarrassing Texas, you ain't trill
Nigga you been on my dick, way befo' you got deal
These rappers get some fame, and think they got it locked
your album flop, nigga you gon be on Koch
My gear clean, from my ear rings to my ring
If you ain't spend thirty, tuck in your and chain (Southside)

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Blucka-blucka-blucka, how my gun go
If I'm looking agitated, bitch you run hoe
I use to do the baguettes, but now I'm though
Princess cuts straight up and down, Johnny done
I got loud ice, just Paul Wall
down South, brighter than all y'all
When time to get your jewelry done who do y'all call
Cause you ain't shining at all, check me out
On the and fifteenth, I'm some'ing like a pimp
Even with a suspended license, still finna
Ain't no to this cash, ain't nothing I can't get
Five Hoover cause, ain't nothing like a Crip
with a Revolve', I don't fuck with clips
These roach ass niggaz, trying to me bust my chips
But I'm not a bank, I don't trust my bitch
I'm from the South, and I got diamonds in my

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