From the South (Remix)

[Hook - 4x] From the South I got the diamonds in my mouth [Z-Ro] Hold up a minute, I'm the King of the Ghetto Holding the rap game, like wood grain can't let go You niggas'll never see me, I'm on another level Stay ready to dig a grave, keep a gun and a shovel And pouring gas too, if there evidence Saw me in the rear view, now you wonder where I went I'mma get you if I owe ya, visit ya residence Lay the merk game down, and then I'mma hit the fence Better keep my mouth closed, so they can't see the shining They think it was Z-Ro, cause all they seen was diamonds I'm cold as a deep freeze, with bags of ice in it My 3-57 pretty, but ain't nothing nice in it Too many bitches, and not enough rubbers Got so many, all my real niggas under the gutter Watch a nigga full of life, light close like shutters God damn, staying healthy is hard as a mo'fucker [Hook - 4x] [Chamillionaire] It ain't no lying or fiction, up in me please I don't exaturrate the price, it was fifteen G's When they ask, about the colored diamonds in the piece Yeah I'm one of the richest, Southern niggas in these streets Yeah I'm candy flipper, you can have a picture While I pose like a playa, by the candy with ya Koopa never have no time, for no panty pinchers My nigga, how come you ain't take me to Miami with ya It's a couple haters out there, that won't let me be I feel like yelling F' the radio, like SPC The movie room in my crib, got a empty sweet I'm with Sway, I'm getting interviewed by MTV Yeah I'm ill at rapping, but I'm still not capping Ain't touched a damn drug, and he still ain't trapping I don't change don't sleep, cause Chamil' ain't napping Stop acting like platinum, with Chamil' can't happen I'm a Northside rider, ain't got to worry Cause the major deal, is not about to turn me Yeah the controversy, ain't about to hurt me I don't play no games, like I forgot my jersey Still ride around the city, with none of my niggas with me Still ride for H-Town, if don't none of these niggas feel me Ain't gotta like me, or have none of these niggas hit me I'mma be the MVP, if don't none of these niggas pick me A lot of rumors in the streets, ain't none of it really pretty Getting money, makes all of the drama seem itty-bitty Pick a click, I don't hang with none of these niggas really But I'm glad that the majors, is running up in the city cause I'm [Hook - 4x] [Lil' Flip] Ever since 1999, I had diamonds in my grill You just rapping that ain't platinum, homie you need to chill Cause you embarrassing Texas, nigga you ain't trill Nigga you been on my dick, way befo' you got your deal These rappers finally get some fame, and think they got it locked After your album flop, nigga you gon be on Koch My gear clean, from my ear rings to my pinky ring If you ain't spend thirty, boy tuck in your piece and chain (Southside) [Hook - 4x] [Z-Ro] Blucker-blucker-blucker, that's how my gun go If I'm looking agitated, bitch you better run ho I use to do the baguettes, but now I'm VS-1's though Princess cuts straight up and down, Johnny done those I got loud ice, just like Paul Wall Shining down South, brighter than all y'all When it's time to get your jewelry done, who do y'all call Cause you fellas ain't shining at all, check me out On the first and fifteenth, I'm some'ing like a pimp Even with a suspended license, still finna flip Ain't no limit to this cash, ain't nothing I can't get Five deuce Hoover cause, ain't nothing like a Crip Ride with a Revolve', I don't fuck with clips These roach ass niggas, trying to make me bust my chips But I'm not a bank, I don't even trust my bitch I'm from the South, and I got diamonds in my mouth [Hook - 3x] (*Hook slowed down*)