From The South Z-Ro (Ft. Lil' Flip & Paul Wall)

[Chorus]
From the South, I got the diamonds in my mouth (Yeah)
From the—, from the South, I got the diamonds in my mouth (Screwed up clique)
From the South, I got the diamonds in my mouth
From the—, from the South (That's how we do it down South)
I got the diamonds in my mouth

[Verse 1: 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 Boric acid chewing up evidence
Saw me in the rear view, now you wonder where I went
I'ma get you if I owe ya, visit your 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 .357 pretty, but ain't nothing 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, light close like shutters
God damn, staying healthy is hard as a muhfucker

[Chorus]
From the South, I got the diamonds in my mouth
From the—, from the South, I got the diamonds in my mouth
From the South, I got the diamonds in my mouth
From the—, from the South, I got the diamonds in my mouth