From the South

Hold up a minute

I'm the King of the

Ghetto Holding the rap game like wood grain can't let go

You n***az'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'ma get you if

I owe ya visit ya residence

Lay the merk game down and then

I'ma 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 b***hes and not enough rubbers

Got so many all my real n***az under the gutter

Watch a n***a full of life light close like shutters

I got diamonds all in my mouth in my grill and in my jaws

Platinum teeth and princess cuts my mouth is similar to a disco ball

I'm Paul Wall my smile is blinding my ice is shining like a chandelier

I tend to brush my teeth with

Windex just so the glass house mouth shine clear

I got mo' karats invested with soup

I'm a Texas icon a

People's Champ

Put on your shades when

I commits 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

State With a cup full of bar in a candy car and we jamming on a

Robert Davis

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 n***a you ain't trill

N***a you been on my d**k way befo' you got your deal

These rappers finally get some fame and think they got it locked

After your album flop n***a you gon be on

Koch My gear clean from my ear rings to my pinky ring

Blucka blucka blucka that's how my gun go

If I'm looking agitated b***h you better run h*e

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 f**k with clips

These roach a*s n***az trying to make me bust my chips

But I'm not a bank

I don't even trust my b***h

I'm from the

South and