Its boss hogg Kyleon and Im fuckin with the kingWe bout to drop a fo in a twenty ounce blue creamI place the order out in cali. for the p.t.We get money while you niggas still asleep and aIts three in the morning in the kitchen cooking oz.sBlock to bleed niggas to feed if I drop em on 12 comin back 21Its 80 sippers out the book I move em one by oneSee my hands is fast my cook game rawI dont need no pyrex gimme a coffe mug jarAnd I whip it to the left whip it to the rightMove it all around till they cook it air tightLet it dry pop it out the jar straight to the scaleWrap it up in plastic straight to the mailIts boss hogg Kyleon nigga Mike DBleeds the block cause I am the streets[Chorus x2]Here we goKyleon and the King of the GhettoNigga we aint got no love for you hoesAll we tryna do is keep collecting doughGo get it and come back get that white as snowCandied doors yeah they open up and closeRun up on us bitch you wont run up no moreCause we will slide yo bitch ass across the flo flo floI know yall rappers cant standThe fact that Im back fresh outta jailAlso focused on nothin but makin my mailAint got no time to waste cause the rap game is damn near deadKyleon and the King of the Ghetto came to raise rap from its death bedEvery song they play on the radio is bullshit homieThem niggas got they blow up but we got that good shit homieMatter fact you might even overdoseCause Ive been known to cause blood clotsI should been known to be a killa but a bitch killa I never was notIve always kept it real even when everybody around me was fakeThey dont make like me no more my kind dont break under pressureIts death before dishonor niggaSo that means before a rat like mickey mouseIll be another job for the grave diggerI aint going back behind the fences with the razorsIf Im locked up in the penitentiary I cant make no paperSo the last time I went was the last time Im ever gone be inInstead of a 5 by 6 cell then a big brick home thats what I live in[Chorus x2][Z-Ro]Now every time I ride I got a pistol on my sideScrewed Up Click until its over on the SouthsideI keep my mind on my money and money on my mindI aint got no time no play Im on a 24 hour grindHaters wanna see me fallin off of my gameThey hatin cause when they see me Im havin thangsDig these blues if you jack me Im jacking you back247 on my clothes I keep my hand on my strapSee Im somethin like a playa somethin like a pimpGangsta strut on when when I limp like thisIs re-turn of rapper slash the hood fellaLookin for a rap to get my groove back like StellaStill got a sack of that A-1 good yellaWith a baby glock ready to rock up out fellasHit me on the cella aint a damn thang changeYeah (you know me) nigga Im still the drank man[Chorus x2]

From the SouthI got the diamonds in my mouthFrom the SouthI got the diamonds in my mouthFrom the SouthI got the diamonds in my mouthFrom the SouthI got the diamonds in my mouthHold up a minute Im the King of the GhettoHolding the rap game like wood grain cant let goYou niggasll never see me Im on another levelStay ready to dig a grave keep a gun and a shovelAnd pouring gas too if there evidenceSaw me in the rear view now you wonder where I wentIm a get you if I owe ya visit ya residenceLay the merk game down and then Ima hit the fenceBetter keep my mouth closed so they cant see the shiningThey think it was Z-Ro cause all they seen was diamondsIm cold as a deep freeze with bags of ice in itMy 3-57 pretty but aint nothing nice in itToo many bitches and not enough rubbersGot so many all my real niggaz under the gutterWatch a nigga full of life light close like shuttersGod damn staying healthy is hard as a mofuckerFrom the SouthI got the diamonds in my mouthFrom the SouthI got the diamonds in my mouthFrom the SouthI got the diamonds in my mouthFrom the SouthI got the diamonds in my mouthI got diamonds all in my mouth in my grill and in my jawsPlatinum teeth and princess cuts my mouth is similar to a disco ballIm Paul Wall my smile is blinding my ice is shining like a chandelierI tend to brush my teeth with Windex just so the glass house mouth shine clearI got mo karats invested with soup Im a Texas icon a Peoples ChampPut on your shades when I commits to approach my mouth is eliminating like a lampIt got gold grills and platinum and ice cause thats how it is in the Lone Star StateWith a cup full of bar in a candy car and we jamming on a Robert Davis Grey TapeFrom the SouthI got the diamonds in my mouthFrom the SouthI got the diamonds in my mouthFrom the SouthI got the diamonds in my mouthFrom the SouthI got the diamonds in my mouthEver since 1999 I had diamonds in my grillYou just rapping that aint platinum homie you need to chillCause you embarrassing Texas nigga you aint trillNigga you been on my dick way befo you got your dealThese rappers finally get some fame and think they got it lockedAfter your album flop nigga you gon be on KochMy gear clean from my ear rings to my pinky ringIf you aint spend thirty tuck in your piece and chain (Southside)From the SouthI got the diamonds in my mouthFrom the SouthI got the diamonds in my mouthFrom the SouthI got the diamonds in my mouthFrom the SouthI got the diamonds in my mouthBlucka-blucka-blucka thats how my gun goIf Im looking agitated bitch you better run hoeI use to do the baguettes but now Im VS-1s thoughPrincess cuts straight up and down Johnny done thoseI got loud ice just like Paul WallShining down South brighter than all yallWhen its time to get your jewelry done who do yall callCause you fellas aint shining at all check me outOn the first and fifteenth Im someing like a pimpEven with a suspended license still finna flipAint no limit to this cash aint nothing I cant getFive deuce Hoover cause aint nothing like a CripRide with a Revolve I dont f*ck with clipsThese roach ass niggaz trying to make me bust my chipsBut Im not a bank I dont even trust my bitchIm from the South and I got diamonds in my mouthFrom the SouthI got the diamonds in my mouthFrom the SouthI got the diamonds in my mouthFrom the SouthI got the diamonds in my mouth

We came here to get it crunk like jumpIn the club with our middle fingers up like jumpNow we gonna make ?em stomp like jumpNiggas get out of line we hit ?em up likeWell Im flippin and grippin my wood grain steering wheelI made a mill at eighteen nigga how it feelIt feel good to cash checks every other day yesIf you aint talkin bout money go the other wayMiss me with that bullshit dawg Im on the grindYou disrespect me while Im on stage its goin downBottles chairs whatever I get my hands onYou can bet your bottom dollar they get someIf you think you strong enough to take a shot jumpI bet you changin your mind when you lookin now jumpThese niggas like to talk shit then apologize Im sorry Im sorryYou put my name in a verse then I gotta rideWe came here to get it crunk like jumpIn the club with our middle fingers up like jumpNow we gonna make ?em stomp like jumpNiggas get out of line we hit ?em up likeWe came here to get it crunk like jumpIn the club with our middle fingers up like jumpNow we gonna make ?em stomp like jumpNiggas get out of line we hit ?em up likeLook Im a pimpMine is the 3 piece suitMy grill the same color as my GT CoupeGators snappin on my feet like they fresh out the jungleTheres a nine in my vest but its a tec in my HummerI know I make yall niggas wonder how Im gettin that cash?Cause when we gotta drop I aint spendin my lastThe prices jumpIf you out of town and you need a bird jumpI could ban him and blow his brains on the fuckin curve jumpYou dont want beef wit my squad nigga jumpCome out the club off note you gettin rob nigga so jumpStupid if you wanted dawgThese hollow tipsGon put you in a coma dawgYou dig?We came here to get it crunk like jumpIn the club with our middle fingers up like jumpNow we gonna make ?em stomp like jumpNiggas get out of line we hit ?em up likeWe came here to get it crunk like jumpIn the club with our middle fingers up like jumpNow we gonna make ?em stomp like jumpNiggas get out of line we hit ?em up likeHey niggas claim they got guns but they aint shot nobodyOr you a stick up kid why you aint got nobody? Stop lyin?Niggas at the bar buyin shit they cant affordYou think he ballin until you see his Honda AccordAnd tell valet not to scratch my wheelOr he gon leave here wit a busted lipMe and Crime Boss rollin in my Coupe DevilleI aint tryin leave you in but I shoot to killHey Im like Jeezy I trap or dieAnd I dont pop pop I rather fireIm a thug and you know it you damn right I show itTwenty twos on my lotus just in case you havent noticedWe came here to get it crunk like jumpIn the club with our middle fingers up like jumpNow we gonna make ?em stomp like jumpNiggas get out of line we hit ?em up likeWe came here to get it crunk like jumpIn the club with our middle fingers up like jumpNow we gonna make ?em stomp like jumpNiggas get out of line we hit ?em up likeHey I bet he wont jumpKeep talkin all that shit but I bet he wont jumpKeep talkin all that shit but I bet he wont jumpShe talkin all that shit but I bet she wont jumpShe actin like a bitch ?cause I know she wont jumpOh oh oh you better not jumpOh oh oh you better not jumpOh oh oh yall better not jumpOh oh you f*ck around and get jumpHa ha Whoo shout to my nigga Zab JudahFloyd Mayweather Roy Jones Winky Wright know what Im sayin?What up to my nigga Bernard Hopkins? Yeah holla at yo boy

Ooo yeaWhats up pimpI feel your present right nowYo bun u know many were called &Few were cho0senU the chosen one ma niggaDa future presidentCongratulationsBy the way I need u to send a trill message to sumAnd a subliminal one to otherAbout this throwin rocksAnd being behind your head biznesPlease let them knowThat we goin give them why they ask forMayne Im to hard for all of you soft niggasTo real for most of you lamesTo hard to be in this rap shit in da streets its da sameTo throwed up in this gameTo true to my hoodIm to down to get downSo lets get it understoodTo bad to be goodTo golden not to glistenTo focused for footboys to f*ck off my missionTo smart not to listenWhen gs pull my goalBout dem white folks thats listingAnd watching my moveTheres real shit u can quoteIm to gangster to streetSo dont run up to fastCause Im to strapped wit dat heatIm to dirty to be neatTo gorilla to be monkeyTo fly to stay groundedTo fresh to be funkyToo many licks for junkiesTo much work for flippersTo much dro for smokingTo much apphademphasNo need for u to tripCause we bring to much dramaGot to many killasPut dat on ma mamaTo trill!!ImTo trill to to to trillAll about ma dollar billsAnd even if I triedI can never fall offTo much money on my mindImTrill to too too trillAll this penitentiary skillsIts simple and plainIf I retire you younginsWould know what to do wit da gameMan Im to serious for dis play playasTo much bread to makeFor me to fuckk all my timeOn these cats dats to fakeThey say to many waysAnd too many to emYour homeboy cant get itIm too ready to do it to emTo many gun out here get pulledTo many sludges out here get bustLeave your brain matter bone fragmentsAnd dick up in da dustTo many niggas have been crushedTo let your bitch ass come try me!Got smart game got gun playYou be screaming wammy!!To close dont get by meYour to prone to tellBout these bodies we catchinDis dope dat we sellYour to weak man to frailTo light up in your britchesYour to much dick ridenMan you worst den this bitchesKnow too many snithcesDat u breakn bread witYou to close to policeFor u want sum bad shitSo u can go head witDat sell we wont buyIm to smart for all dat dumb shitYou number boys try meIm to trillImTo trill to to to trillAll about ma doller billsAd even if I triedI can never fall offTo much money on my mindImTo trill to too too trillAll this penitentiary skillsIts simple and plainIf I retire you younginsWould know what to do wit da gameMan Im to sick of all this sweet shitCause Im can to much smilingTo much for gas posingAnd punk ass provilngTo many niggas be frontinLike they got da town on lockAnd to much money in d bankAnd to many hoes is on dey jockBut u smoke too many of dem rocksDat u prayed me you done soldIve done been out on dem blocksAnd u aint got to much controlMan your workers aint dat coolMan they sum hoesMore un-listenAnd they to ready to foldCause they cant take too much presserLet me mash on emYes son they in violationGo get em?It wont be to long for we mop up da floor wit emIts rap a lot for lifeWeve been done here to longFor these haters to brings us downWe to right they to wrongToo black and too strongTo go on life to prongTo ready for da rugtersTo close to my trunkWe can pop or we can chunkWe can blast or we can goFrom da shouldersBitch I tried to told youBut if u aint knowBitch Im to trill!

[Chorus]Top notch hoes get the most not the lesserTop notch hoes get the most not the lesserTop notch hoes get the most not the lesserTrash like the f*ck with 40 dollars in the clubTop notch hoes get the most not the lessTop-top notch hoes get the most not the lessTop-top notch hoes get the most not the lesserTrash like the f*ck with 40 dollars in the clubI stay in pimp mode my fifty zip-codes like pimpin penGotta three hundred inno prenazo Bentley or BenzI be feeding you chicken dinner its time for you to winI got room for one more horse in my stable you should come inTrash like the f*ck with 40 dollars in the clubI be wearing diamonds out here you cant f*ck with usI know you wondering what I been doing about but you know what it wasHopping out the dollar signs we dont need no drugsTop notch hoes get the most not the lesserYou goin end up on the stresserGhetto entertainment rap-a-lot bg and wreckaIm a put on mo money if were together[Chorus]My momma used to tell me bout theseReally gayed ass bitches in these streetsI need direction baby Im about protection babyAnd its just you and me no need to start investing babycause I dont wantcha body I wantcha body braneI never been a gigolo baby Im about that changeCatch me in that candy blue thang and Im in the turning laneI dont f*ck with reggie miller with designer doeja burning manIm bout that screwston texas most city in my blockI be passing every section and I can kick it at any spotWe moving behind tent and if the coppers harassMan I better my mother with j and put my foot back on the gas[Chorus]Sunday morning Im pulling out my bitch Im looking goodNothing but diamonds around my neck and around my wrist Im looking good (what it is what it is)Double dressed tailor made Im shaughed down to the floAnd it dont matter if you step on my we-tip shoescause Im a just go buy me some mo (what it is what it is)Huh look homie Im feeling larger than lifeThats because Im able to provide for my daughter tonightI went to sleep on the bitch but I woke up on the king sizeNow everyday of my life I see so many green guys[Chorus]

[Z-Ro]Niggas be screaming Z-Ro how does it feel to be a ceoBut I dont know cause I cant get a set of keys to the studioAnd I know my fanbase is probably tired of me talking about the struggleBut since I resurrected time all the niggas dont want to see me bubbleShould I be mad at my friends thats what Pac saidAlthough I clear my ruga ripping till they drop deadI could a give a f*ck about a buddy he dont really love meSo there aint no love for these niggas theres only love for moneyParanoid like a defendant at a murder trial Plus I seen it everyday but signatured in cursive styleMotherfuckers be tattle tailing like they taking namesSo when they take a son they drive by Ill be taking aimPressure to pian are you able to maintain where the sun dont shineOn a daily basis I hear shots but H.P.D. dont mindCause they figure well kill eachother by 2000 and 2 But f*ck the streets jesus our praises due to youonly if they knew this is my life[Chorus]This is my liiiiiiiiifeSurviving in the struggle living so shifeThis is my liiiiiiiiifeWhen will I get to bubble living so shife[Z-Ro]Aint no waking up in the morning because Im still awokePrevious past tense events got a nigga ready to kill folksBut I cant lose focus got my heart set on heavenBut I was a problem child running wild for a nigga with a mac 11I keep my friends and enemies closer than a mother and daughterTheyll sacrifice you like a lamb that gets slaughtered weaker than waterWith they woman ass ways thats why it pays to do drivebysNiggas be horizontal as I slide byAll night long Im paronoid voice mail beeping for daysEverytime I creep you know I creep with aks and hksThe motherfucking killing field is where I lay my headAnd the place that I make my bed is where I spread my ledMotherfuckers be coming to get me in the middle of the nightBut Ima wreck his face when I put a infrared beam in the middle of his lifeWhen will it ever stop until they drop I cant get no restCause those that also feel me feel well to the flesh in my life[Chorus][Z-Ro]Can I get a little rest cause I cant take another testHavent I proven myself so why do I feel like Im that victimIm just praying for nothing and do the lord even hear meCould it be that I was too inoxicated in the words for coming out earlyCause Ive lost most of my partners Im losing family members I remember when it was love but Ill be lonely by the end of DecemeberIm feeling bad but I cant talk to my dad cause he dont carePlus Im missing my sister but she dont want to treat me fareAll this sleeping from house to house fucking with my domeGot two album of my own but no homeSo picture the park bench in blood is the night time bedRipping the whereabouts to murderers and many nights I fledPractically assed out lord for being somebody pull some cash outThe reaction is the rawest but I dash outF*ck everybody its all about me and my woman and childBecause my 9 millimeter because he helped to rob this is my life[Chorus - 2x]

YeahH-Town all stars in the building thats rightLil Keke the don yesCheck it outSeven-thirteen homey I been onYeah we been here and yall sho been goneScrewed up captain still repping the southAnd cant none of yall cut me off Im aliveMake em southside cause thats Texas pridePimp C got me swangin it wide so be quietBey still repping it right for H-TownDon Kekes draped up chopped and screwed downIve been on Ive been onSince back when I had braids on my domeUnderground king sitting on my throneMe and Bey done did number one songsRiding candy and chrome this TexasCould buy a Bentley cash with this necklaceThis H-Town we drive recklessWe make em bow down they gon respect usI been on I been on I been onTell me who gon take me offTake me off take me off take me offI been on I been on I been onTell me who gon take me offTake me off take me off take me offI am Houston rep it hardCup with R candy carsGeto Boys Willie DYoure plexing with Bey youre plexing with meThese dudes in the streets be acting mobBut go to the pen and be playing with them boysThey are not me theyre carbon copiesIf God got me who gon stop meI been on now who you goons gon get to knock me offIve been boss been on slabs been on paintBeen on fours homey Ive been on drapes Ive been half-bakedTwenty-five years and aint fell off yet cause my flow that wetYou dont want no plex they talk that sh-The Queen Bey said you better bow down bow downI been on I been on I been onTell me who gon take me offTake me off take me off take me offI been on I been on I been onTell me who gon take me offTake me off take me off take me offOn I could never be offHit the boulevard so hard itd never be softYellow bone so long looking like they reach outSet of diamonds and gold in damn near each mouthThey call it Styrofoam City; Houston Texas to be exactSwangas on anything it aint gotta be a LacIf I say I got sixteen it aint gotta be a rapAll them d-boys in them traps they gotta feel thatWe the big ballers and big bodies in fresh foreignersFresh up off the road from hustling and rap touringWhile you sleeping and snoring we creeping and pouringBaddieBey and the Bun baby you cant ignore emRepresent from Port Arthur get it right off the waterHow you want it hard or soft put in your orderNever the hesitators shaking off all the hatersRidin for Pimp Screw and all the Lone Star Staters hol upI been on I been on I been onTell me who gon take me offTake me off take me off take me offI remember my baby hair with my dookie braidsFrenchys Boudin in the parking lotShout out to Willie DI was in that Willie D video when I was about fourteen looking crazyShout out Pimp CYou know we used to sneak and listen to that UGKDidnt do your girl but your sister was alright damnIn ya homeboys Caddy last night man hahaHold up Texas trillH-Town going down man

[Z-Ro]Ima maintain all about fortune not the fameFeddy cold cash and a diamond ring its all about feddy when IRap singIm sick of this struggling all damn dayNever see the sun cause skies stay grayThis for the little kids that cant go playCause everybody outside playing with an AKCome around my niggas you bust you f*ck around get lostBetter not set trip f*ck around get tossed I be a fool with that break them off Lay it down little daddy straight take them offYeah Im living a sin when against the grainYou dont know Z-Ro you dont know my painTears be coming on down like rainIts a full time job trying to maintainWant to stay right but right be broke a nigga cant eat withDreams and hopesSteady be thinking of sell some dope or trying to get paid fromSongs I wroteIn it to win it dont plan to lose got to be a real nigga fillMy shoesGot to pay the rent got to pay the light bill Got to pay the depend deposit and pay duesMe and that H-A-W-K got to deal with stress when it come my wayBut one of these days gone be out thereIts a bitch took a ball ball and parlayUntil we make it we mash togetherOoint seven by the nine we blast togetherSouth sive for live S.U.C. for life nigga we get cash forever(Chorus - 2x)Maintaining hustling struggling but I got to surviveKeep maintaining its a burden up on my conscience just stayingAlive[Hawk]Im a real hustler stacking funds riding around with a loadedGunSome of my niggas thats on the run with all that weed up inYour lungsGet your paper get your dough buy it off the show room floorGo about this process slow and feel the pain of my nigga Z-RoOver money I lose sleep sell work f*ck sheepSpit heat on beats to make my ends meetPress hard on tablet sheets everything else is obsoleteVictim of these ghetto streets you dont work you dont eatI strive to gain fame struggle to maintainStay away from no names and flip bricks of cocaineThis rap thangs been good to me feeds my familyForever keep my sanity and do this shit for P-A-TMust keep a leather head for all my partners lets make emSpreadMe and my niggas we break bread until the whole familys fedYou heard what I said in this over bullAll that I say I speak the truth(Chorus - 2x)[Z-Ro]Looking at this little light of mine never did glimmer neverDid shineCause I resort to a life of crime and I know Im wrong but IGot to get mineGot to feed my mouth and five more I grind every day but I stayBrokeResponsibility baby taking a load off my little daySteady be working her fingers to the bone aching and tired whenShe come homeBout to pull a stunt last of the monthAint no more work just riding on chrome No rocks in my pocket the on my neckOne slip and Im tripping one growing up thickGive me a couple of zeros on a checkI might sweat but never gone let up(Chorus - 6x)

God DamnWhen will a nigga get a brakeI work so damn hard but I never come up I do worse with ever breath I takeSunshine is a luxuryJust to see another day is enough for meCause Im livin on borrowed timeEvery school I go to it might be mine it might be mineGod Damn Im trying to hold on to my faithThey use to tell me it was going to get greater later laterNow its later and Im still Im the same placeAnytime I get off the groundSome crooked ass niggas pull me back downBald fade on my fadeFeeling helpless and its written all over my faceHere we go again just to live another seasonI keep my faith in god to peace these demonsSometimes I win the battle it doesnt mean I win the warI got to laugh to keep from crying good times I really wonder what they areEven if I fell theres no reason to feel ashamedCause I use to lose I had an opportunity to play in the gameI cant be stopped 98 percent from the fieldBut they wont pass the rockEven tho Im wide open for the shotGot me ready to scream f*ck my teamSeem like the players Im running with dont want me to touch my dreamWith my own hands Im tired of making money in the name of brothersIm trying to touch it with my own handsMake me wanna rob a bank sometimesBut then I have to spend my life my life my life my lifeDunken one timeAnd end up back in the penSo Im stuck as starter paid as if I was ridin a BenzI know it look like I rich but its notI just how to take what I got and wipe it so it looks like a lotSometimes I wanna give up but when I look at my daughterI got to surviveHere we go again just to live another seasonI keep my faith in god to peace these demonsSometimes I win the battle it doesnt mean I win the warI got to laugh to keep from crying good times I really wonder what they areTo many niggas trying to take me off of my gameIm trying to do something good but because Im from the hood I always end up in these chainsWhen you see me in the town you aint got to slow down Im in love with my own companyFoney homies see me on the TV and I can see them coming to get me in my sleepThats why Im staying sucker freeCause dealing with hard times is enough for meI dont need no help my nigga I can do bad on my ownIm so tried tried tried triedIm so tried tried tried triedBut Im a keep on pushingHere we go again just to live another seasonI keep my faith in god to peace these demonsSometimes I win the battle it doesnt mean I win the warI got to laugh to keep from crying good times I really wonder what they areWhat They Are?

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