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, like grain can't let go
You niggaz'll never see me, I'm on level
Stay ready to dig a grave, keep a gun and a
And pouring gas too, if there
Saw me in the rear view, now you wonder I went
I'ma get you if I owe ya, visit ya
Lay the merk game down, and I'ma hit the fence
Better my mouth closed, so they can't see the shining
They it was Z-Ro, cause all they seen was diamonds
I'm cold as a deep freeze, with of ice in it
My pretty, but ain't nothing nice in it
Too bitches, and not enough rubbers
Got so many, all my real under the gutter
Watch a nigga full of life, 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 grill and in my
Platinum and princess cuts, my mouth is similar to a disco ball
I'm Paul Wall my smile is blinding, my ice is like a chandelier
I to brush my teeth with Windex, just so the glass house mouth shine clear
I got mo karats than vegetable soup,, I'm a icon a People's Champ
Put on your shades when I commits to approach, my mouth is eliminating 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 Robert Grey Tape

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[Lil'
Ever since 1999, I had diamonds in my
You just rapping that ain't platinum, you need to chill
you embarrassing Texas, nigga you ain't trill
Nigga you been on my dick, way you got your deal
rappers finally get some fame, and think they got it locked
After your album flop, you gon be on Koch
My clean, from my ear rings to my pinky ring
If you ain't spend thirty, in your piece 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 ice, just like Paul Wall
Shining down South, brighter all y'all
When it's time to get your jewelry done who do y'all
you fellas ain't shining at all, check me out
On the first and fifteenth, I'm some'ing like a
Even with a suspended license, finna flip
Ain't no limit to this cash, nothing I can't get
Five deuce Hoover cause, nothing like a Crip
Ride with a Revolve', I don't with clips
roach ass niggaz, trying to make me bust my chips
But I'm not a bank, I don't even my bitch
I'm from the South, and I got in my mouth

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