Представляем точный текст композиции "From The South" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста Trae . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «From The South» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую Trae передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.
Trae - "From The South"
Lyrics to From The South : (feat. Boss, JayTon, Z-Ro) [Hook x4] From the South I got the diamonds in my mouth [Z-Ro] Hold up a minute Im the king of the ghetto holdin the rap game like wood grain cant let go you niggazll never see me Im 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 Im a get you if I owe ya-visit ya residence lay the murk game down and then Im a hit the fence better keep my mouth closed so they cant see the shinin they think it was Z-Ro cause all they seen was diamonds Im cold as a deep freeze with bags of ice in it my three-fifty-seven pretty but aint nothin nice in it too many bitches and not enough rubbers got so many of my real niggaz 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 Gs know my name Suicide hood and 4-dos swangin the frame cocked up and sideways when Im tippin the lane showin Asshole By Nature so they know what I claim aint no doubt these diamonds in my mouth the best shown well known reppin Texas finna show that Im well blown H Town to Vegas niggaz know that I hail chrome the feds see Im ballin so they tappin my cell phone and I aint mad plus I got the hood at my back thatll 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 theyll know that Im real and know that Im still like UGK keepin it trill look at the grill I promise Ill be givin you chills like I was Screw in 98 while he was touchin the wheels Hold em up Ill show you how we rep-in-the-south tall tees, jeans creesed, Js 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 aint no more touchin the Grey Hound we shine for the south get with it or lay down [Hook x4] From the South I got the diamonds in my mouth [JayTon] Im from the H where niggaz on the block all day where we grip the wood and flip 4s 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 aint a doubt Im young but Im a ball for mine 22s on the Lac sittin tall for mine VS1s in my grill when Im crawl the line and if a jacker runnin up he gon be fallin down we gondo it for the Pat and we gondo it for the Screw Doug gotta red, but Im still ridin blue bring it to the south and Im 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 aint a slab better get up out the lane diamonds in my grill got the hood off the chain [Boss] Dont worry bout a thing... Im from the south where the riders and the rollers be at CCs 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 yall) from a small gram to a whole zone if a nigga talk down Im a break his nose bone cop a new set of 83s and get my poke on get a new sack, roll it fat and get my smoke on fuck a law since a nigga dont know who it is its 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 x4] From the South I got the diamonds in my mouth [Z-Ro] Blucker, blucker, blucker thats how my gun go if Im lookin aggitated bitch you better run hoe I used to do the bagguetes but not VS 1s though princess cutts up and down Johnny done those I got loud ice just like Paul Wall shinin down south brighter then all yall when its time to get ya jewelry done who do yall call cause you fellas aint shinin at all check me out on the 1st and the 15th Im somethin like a pimp even with a suspended license Im still finna flip aint no limit to this cash aint nothin I cant get 5 duece Hoover cuz, aint nothin like a crip ride with a revolver I dont fuck with clips these roach ass niggaz tryna make me bust my chips but Im not a bank I dont even trust my bitch Im from the south, and I got diamonds in my mouth [Chorus x3] [Chorus Screwed] [ From The South Lyrics ]
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