From The South - Chamillionaire

(feat. Lil' Flip) 

(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 niggaz'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 bitches, and not enough rubbers 
Got so many, all my real n****z under the gutter 
Watch a nigga full of life, light close like shutters 
God damn, staying healthy is hard as a mo'f**ker 

(Hook screwed and chopped) 
From the-From the South 
I got the diamonds in my mouth 
From the-From the South 
I got the diamonds in my mouth 
From the-From the South 
I got the diamonds in my mouth 
From the-From the South 
I got the diamonds in my mouth 

(Chamillionaire)*kills it* 
It's Koopa 
It ain' no lyin' or fiction up in me please 
I don't exagerate the price it was 15 gs 
When they ask about the color diamonds in-the-piece 
Yeah, I'm one of the richest of these niggas in these streets 
Yeah I'm a candy flipper, you can have a picture 
When I pose like a player by the candy with ya 
Koopa never have no time fo' no panty pinchers 
My nigga how come you ain' take me to Miami with ya 
It's a couple haters out there that won't let me be 
I feel like yellin' at the radio like MPC 
The movie room in my crib gotta MPC 
Yall would swear I'm gettin' interviewed by MTV 
Yeah I'm ill at rappin', but I still not cappin' 
He ain't took the damn drug, and I still ain' trappin' 
I ain' change, don't sleep cuz Chamil ain nappin 
Stop actin' like platinum with Chamil can't happen 
I'ma nawf side rider, ain' got to worry 
Cuz a major deal is not about to turn me 
Or the controversy ain' about to hurt me 
I don't play no games, like I forgot my jersey 
Go ridin' 'round the city with none of niggas with me 
Still ridin' for H-town, and don't none of these niggas feel me 
Ain' gotta like me or have none these niggas hear me 
I'ma be the MVP, and don't none of these niggas pick me 
Alot of rumors in the streets, ain' none of it really pretty 
Gettin' money makes all of the drama seem itty-bitty 
Pick a click, I don't run with none of these niggas really 
But I'm glad that the majors is runnin' up in the city, cuz I'm 

(Hook) 
From the the South 
I got the diamonds in my mouth 
From the-From the South 
I got the diamonds in my mouth 
From the-From the South 
I got the diamonds in my mouth 
From the-From the South 
I got the diamonds in my mouth 

(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 screwed and chopped) 
From the South 
I got the diamonds in my mouth 
From the-From the South 
I got the diamonds in my mouth 
From the-From the South 
I got the diamonds in my mouth 
From the-From the South 
I got the diamonds in my mouth 

(Z-ro) 
Blucka-blucka-blucka, that's how my gun go 
If I'm looking agitated, bitch you better run hoe 
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 niggaz, 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 screwed and chopped)2x 
From the South 
I got the diamonds in my mouth 
From the-From the South 
I got the diamonds in my mouth 
From the-From the South 
I got the diamonds in my mouth 
From the-From the South 
I got the diamonds in my mouth 

(Thanks to Emily Brown for these lyrics)