From the South (ABN 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 Holdin 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 pourin acid to eat up the evidence I be in the rear view now you wonder where I went I'm a get you if I owe ya-visit ya residence Lay the murk game down and then I'm a hit the fence Better keep my mouth closed so they can't see the shinin 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 three-fifty-seven pretty but ain't nothin nice in it Too many bitches and not enough rubbers Got so many of my real niggas under the gutter Watch a nigga full of life-life close like shutters Godamn stayin healthy is hard as a motherfucker [Trae] Fresh off the block G's know my name Suicide hood and 4-do's swangin the frame Cocked up and sideways when I'm tippin the lane Showin Asshole By Nature so they know what I claim Ain't no doubt these diamonds in my mouth the best shown Well known reppin Texas finna show that I'm well blown H Town to Vegas niggas know that I hail chrome The feds see I'm ballin so they tappin my cell phone And I ain't mad plus I got the hood at my back That'll go to war with anybody playin with my stacks Hit the stash while the slab sideways in the Lac Lookin like a "Superstar" Mike D and Fat Pat Maybe hit 'em with the ghetto they'll know that I'm real And know that I'm still like UGK keepin it trill Look at the grill I promise I'll be givin you chills Like I was Screw in '98 while he was touchin the wheels Hold 'em up I'll show you how we rep-in-the-south Tall tees, jeans creesed, J's step in the south And any hater runnin up finna get left in the south We keep a trunk full-of-bang that get ya deaf in the south And I be fuckin with J Prince and Z-Ro will stay down My kin folk Rollin we gon come for the take down And show 'em how it go ain't no more touchin the Grey Hound We shine for the south get with it or lay down [Hook - 4x] From the South I got the diamonds in my mouth [Jay'Ton] I'm from the H where niggas on the block all day Where we grip the wood and flip 4's all day With the king of the ghetto you know we loc all day From the tre', to the North, on back to West-8 It ain't a doubt I'm young but I'm a ball for mine 22's on the Lac sittin tall for mine VS1's in my grill when I'm crawl the line And if a jacker runnin up he gon be fallin down We gon'do it for the Pat and we gon'do it for the Screw Doug gotta red, but I'm still ridin blue Bring it to the south and I'm a show you what it do Trunk up, top down when I come through-Slow, Loud, to the Bang Put it like pimp got diamonds on the brain If it ain't a slab better get up out the lane Diamonds in my grill got the hood off the chain [Boss] Don't worry bout a thing... I'm from the south where the riders and the rollers be at CC's in my grill I pay a thousand just to see that The penitentary is where they never hold me at Haters be talkin down but they never hold me back(fuck y'all) From a small gram to a whole zone If a nigga talk down I'm a break his nose bone Cop a new set of 83's and get my poke on Get a new sack, roll it fat and get my smoke on Fuck a law since a nigga don't know who it is It's Boss with a mint in my mouth handlin my biz Every diamond in my mouth I handle like they my kids Drank follow my diamonds when I pop open the lid I take 'em to Johnny to get a check up Fall up in the hood and kick it just to pick my check up ABN and Hoover gang bitch so respect us Ears and my neck infested with diamonds in Texas [Hook - 4x] From the South I got the diamonds in my mouth [Z-Ro] Blucker, blucker, blucker that's how my gun go If I'm lookin aggitated bitch you better run ho I used to do the bagguetes but not VS 1's though Princess cutts up and down Johnny done those I got loud ice just like Paul Wall Shinin down south brighter then all y'all When it's time to get ya jewelry done who do y'all call Cause you fellas ain't shinin at all Check me out on the 1st and the 15th I'm somethin like a pimp Even with a suspended license I'm still finna flip Ain't no limit to this cash ain't nothin I can't get 5 duece Hoover cuz, ain't nothin like a crip Ride with a revolver I don't fuck with clips These roach ass niggas tryna 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 [Chorus 3x] [-Chorus Screwed-]