Luyện nghe bài hát From The South

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From the
I got the diamonds in my

Hold up a minute, I'm the of the Ghetto
Holding the rap game, wood grain can't let go
You never see me, I'm on another level
Stay ready to dig a grave, keep a gun and a
And pouring gas too, if evidence
Saw me in the rear view, now you where I went
get you if I owe ya, visit ya residence
Lay the merk game down, and I'ma hit the fence
keep my mouth closed, so they can't see the shining
They think it was Z-Ro, 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 many bitches, and not enough
Got so many, all my real niggaz the gutter
Watch a nigga of life, light close like shutters
God damn, staying healthy is as a mo'fucker

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

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

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Blucka-blucka-blucka, how my gun go
If I'm looking agitated, you better run hoe
I use to do the baguettes, but now I'm VS-1's
cuts straight up and down, Johnny done those
I got ice, just like Paul Wall
Shining down South, brighter than all
it's time to get your jewelry done who do y'all call
Cause you fellas shining at all, check me out
On the first and fifteenth, I'm like a pimp
Even a suspended license, still finna flip
no limit to this cash, ain't nothing I can't get
Five deuce cause, ain't nothing like a Crip
Ride with a Revolve', I fuck with clips
These roach ass niggaz, trying to make me my chips
But I'm not a bank, I don't trust my bitch
I'm from the South, and I got in my mouth

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