Luyện nghe bài hát Picture Perfect

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

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

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

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

That ain't a Cola, though dry and you sober
Boys trying to it over, apply 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 the odor

Told ya you gotta have, a or buy your slab
Afford it then buy it that's, important it now
You ain't gotta take college class, to see that we bout our
You not if you gotta ask, let's take a pic by the slab up

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

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

When I'm tipping, they'll probably me, the cops'll be paparazzi
And try to patrol my posse, we shining and glowing
The jealous try to top me, we keep it too real to copy, what?
I'm listening to ain't a floppy, that disc gon be screwed and

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

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

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

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 perfect nigga, you should take a

You see it's real, they be look at that
Picture perfect nigga, you should a photograph
Photograph, photograph,
Picture perfect nigga, you 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 done put it down with the rest, time to roll the best
'Cause when you ride with the original, you ain't guess

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 you gotta have, when they say the river's dry
it's not really dry, they just ran out of supply

I'm too fly for the clouds, too for the green grass
wear tinted lenses, if you look at my clean ass
Catch me today, with a or a Kodak
by tomorrow, yesterday gon be a throwback

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

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

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

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

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

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