From The South-Z-RO

[03:22.77][03:18.91][03:15.64][02:38.48][02:34.28][02:30.19][02:26.94][01:49.60][01:45.71][01:41.75][01:37.28][01:01.14][00:57.08][00:53.40][00:49.81][00:12.21][00:08.20][00:03.79][00:00.59]From the South [03:20.47][03:16.79][02:40.22][02:36.08][02:32.04][02:28.09][01:51.57][01:47.35][01:43.38][01:39.42][01:02.77][00:58.83][00:54.80][00:50.99][00:13.67][00:10.03][00:05.99][00:01.10]I got the diamonds in my mouth [00:16.93]Hold up a minute, I'm the King of the Ghetto [00:18.82]Holding the rap game, like wood grain can't let go [00:20.73]You niggaz'll never see me, I'm on another level [00:22.64]Stay ready to dig a grave, keep a gun and a shovel [00:24.70]And pouring gas too, if there evidence [00:26.95]Saw me in the rear view, now you wonder where I went [00:28.45]I'ma get you if I owe ya, visit ya residence [00:30.26]Lay the merk game down, and then I'ma hit the fence [00:32.55]Better keep my mouth closed, so they can't see the shining [00:34.81]They think it was Z-Ro, cause all they seen was diamonds [00:36.93]I'm cold as a deep freeze, with bags of ice in it [00:39.36]My 3-57 pretty, but ain't nothing nice in it [00:40.50]Too many b**ches, and not enough rubbers [00:43.00]Got so many, all my real niggaz under the gutter [00:44.98]Watch a ni**a full of life, light close like shutters [00:46.51]God damn, staying healthy is hard as a mo'f**ker [01:05.28]I got diamonds all in my mouth, in my grill and in my jaws [01:09.18]Platinum teeth and princess cuts, my mouth is similar to a disco ball [01:13.55]I'm Paul Wall my smile is blinding, my ice is shining like a chandelier [01:17.02]I tend to brush my teeth with Windex, just so the glass house mouth shine clear [01:21.62]I got mo' karats invested with soup, I'm a Texas icon a People's Champ [01:25.28]Put on your shades when I commits to approach, my mouth is eliminating like a lamp [01:29.87]It got gold grills and platinum and ice, cause that's how it is in the Lone Star State [01:33.88]With a cup full of bar in a candy car, and we jamming on a Robert Davis Grey Tape [01:53.83]Ever since 1999, I had diamonds in my grill [01:58.44]You just rapping that ain't platinum, homie you need to chill [02:02.50]Cause you embarrassing Texas, ni**a you ain't trill [02:06.89]Ni**a you been on my dick, way befo' you got your deal [02:10.50]These rappers finally get some fame, and think they got it locked [02:14.79]After your album flop, ni**a you gon be on Koch [02:18.61]My gear clean, from my ear rings to my pinky ring [02:22.20]If you ain't spend thirty, tuck in your piece and chain (Southside) [02:43.15]Blucka-blucka-blucka, that's how my gun go [02:44.94]If I'm looking agitated, b**ch you better run hoe [02:46.62]I use to do the baguettes, but now I'm VS-1's though [02:48.10]Princess cuts straight up and down, Johnny done those [02:51.23]I got loud ice, just like Paul Wall [02:52.70]Shining down South, brighter than all y'all [02:54.82]When it's time to get your jewelry done who do y'all call [02:56.67]Cause you fellas ain't shining at all, check me out [02:58.49]On the first and fifteenth, I'm some'ing like a pimp [03:00.29]Even with a suspended license, still finna flip [03:02.25]Ain't no limit to this cash, ain't nothing I can't get [03:04.40]Five deuce Hoover cause, ain't nothing like a Crip [03:06.99]Ride with a Revolve', I don't f**k with clips [03:08.98]These roach a** niggaz, trying to make me bust my chips [03:10.99]But I'm not a bank, I don't even trust my b**ch [03:12.64]I'm from the South, and I got diamonds in my mouth [03:24.57]I got the diamonds in my mouth...