Luyện nghe bài hát Picture Perfect

My life is real baby, you me take a picture
You peeping me take a picture, you should take a
You me take a picture, you should take a photograph

Catch me today, with a Cannon or a
'Cause by tomorrow, yesterday gon be a
You see it's real, they be like look at
Picture nigga, you should take a photograph

Introducing the truest voice of the South, it's who but me fool
Don't let all that foolishness feed you, on T.V. mislead you
Don't let all the magazines, and papers out there deceive you
The cups that be used to sip, but Caucasian kinda my tee do

You see that hand be glistening, you see the we flipping
The of grands we getting, these units of scans we shipping
You see Caddy tipping, them thangs on that Caddy twisting
That paint and that candy dripping, that drank and can is missing

That ain't a Cola, though dry and you sober
Boys trying to switch it over, it up in a soda
Home of the Houston hustlers, who and hit the quota
Who fire and hit the doja, you high when you sniff the

Told ya you have, a foreign or buy your slab
Afford it buy it that's, important without it now
You gotta take college class, to see that we bout our cash
You not if you ask, let's take a pic by the slab hol' up

You see my slab, you see my candy
Picture perfect nigga, you take a photograph
You see my chick, you see my is bad
Picture nigga, you should take a photograph

You see it's real, they be like look at
Picture perfect nigga, you should a photograph
Photograph, photograph,
Picture perfect nigga, you take a photograph

When I'm tipping, they'll watch me, the cops'll be paparazzi
And try to patrol my posse, we and glowing glossy
The jealous will try to top me, we keep it too to copy, what?
I'm to ain't a floppy, that disc gon be screwed and chop-pied

All the ballers will ride to this, deposit slips
Buy the car and apply the fifth, the trunk an entire lift
Use to go to that Kappa, but Kappa ain't been as
So I'm popping up at Daytona, on and I'm popping trunk

that "Ridin' Dirty", while riding beside the laws
And they staring over at me, trying to scare me like pause
Tell 'em naw they I'ma crawl, all day in the robber cause
I'm trying to go wash the ride, till tires have whiter walls

You peeping him take a picture, that chrome and that paint
You smoking take a swisha, there's plenty just take 'em wit ya
You you ain't a sipper, then I'ma be hanging wit ya
Take a of the grain and grip a, handful
And smile for the nigga

You see my slab, you see my slab
Picture perfect nigga, you take a photograph
You see my chick, you see my is bad
Picture nigga, you should take a photograph

You see it's real, they be like at that
Picture perfect nigga, you should take a
Photograph, photograph,
Picture nigga, you should take a photograph

You see the bling up on my bracelet, and the shine on my
Syrup in my Styrofoam, it's sweet with doja no
You put it down with the rest, time to roll with the best
'Cause when you ride with the original, you ain't gotta

I'm the connection that you need, they say it's a drought
Cause it's not really a drought, other niggaz just out
And I'm the plug you gotta have, when say the river's dry
'Cause not really dry, they just ran out of supply

I'm too fly for the clouds, too down for the grass
Better wear tinted lenses, if you at my clean ass
Catch me today, with a Cannon or a
'Cause by tomorrow, gon be a throwback

Candy still dripping, four's is tipping
Wood grain grass, wheel I'm still gripping
for P.A.T., the West and the East
And I'm repping for C, till he get back on the streets it never cease

You see my slab, you see my candy
Picture nigga, you should take a photograph
You see my chick, you see my is bad
Picture nigga, you should take a photograph

You see it's real, be like look at that
Picture perfect nigga, you should a photograph
Photograph, photograph,
Picture nigga, you should take a photograph

My life is baby, ain't just a song
Gripping that wood baby, and riding chrome, I'm riding chrome
This is for the real playas, get that do'
Tell me how it baby, to see I'm I'm riding candy and chrome

me today, with a cannon or a Kodak
'Cause by tomorrow, yesterday gon be a
'Cause by tomorrow, gon be a throwback

Know I'm saying? wood
through the hood, and feeling good
Just like we say down in Texas, it's
You staring at me so
You need to go on, do yourself a playa
And take a motherfucking