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 King of the
Holding the rap game, like wood can't let go
You never see me, I'm on another level
Stay ready to dig a grave, a gun and a shovel
And pouring gas too, if there
Saw me in the rear view, now you where I went
I'ma get you if I owe ya, visit ya
Lay the merk game down, and I'ma hit the fence
Better keep my 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, bags of ice in it
My 3-57 pretty, but nothing nice in it
Too many bitches, and not rubbers
Got so many, all my niggaz under the gutter
a nigga full 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 ball
I'm Paul Wall my is blinding, my ice is shining like a chandelier
I tend to brush my teeth with Windex, just so the glass mouth shine clear
I got mo karats than vegetable soup,, I'm a icon a People's Champ
Put on your shades when I 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 Star
With a cup full of bar in a candy car, and we jamming on a Robert Grey Tape

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[Lil'
since 1999, I had diamonds in my grill
You just rapping that ain't platinum, homie you to chill
Cause you embarrassing Texas, you ain't trill
Nigga you been on my dick, way befo' you got your
rappers finally get some fame, and think they got it locked
After your album flop, nigga you gon be on
My gear clean, from my ear rings to my 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
cuts straight up and down, Johnny done those
I got ice, just like Paul Wall
Shining South, brighter than all y'all
When it's time to get your jewelry done who do call
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, still finna
no limit to this cash, ain't nothing I can't get
Five deuce Hoover cause, ain't nothing a Crip
Ride with a Revolve', I don't 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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