Luyện nghe bài hát Photoshoot

Shut the block down, a CPU
Flyin on 20 windows tinted we see you
Thats what the drop do it the hoes flock bitch
I threw a concert on the block and call it (billin/buildin?)
in the ceilin, stashed in the buildin
Poppin penicillin, damn i'm hurtin feelings
boy the truth, that's real pimpin'
I spit real ish, not fiction
Money slippin out my call it cash friction
Call me DJ Khaled, bitch
My bracelet got a headache, watch in a
That froze, it ain't tickin bout 2 summers
Now lemme do numbers, lemme history
A bet a mil I can make yo get wit me
Lyrics off the everytime I hit a beat
instrumentals dead, (get this boy a ----?)

Mirror mirror mirror on the (boy what it do?)
Who the balla of them all (Soulja you the truth)
Every time i step in the (it's a photo shoot)
Girl get yo camera phone, it's funna be a photo

It's a photo (ay) (x8)

(ay) girl takin
whole clique tipsy, like we liquor
Chain got disease, I can't see
Hop out the chevy cameras ready and they me
I'm invisible, plain
And the only student more money than the principal
gettin mad (why?) cuz i made it rain
Fuck a teacher (?) I got a hundred grand
I got a hundred goons, all of em soon
day light get yo ass in the afternoon
I roll wit money gang SOD squad
Yeah i'm rich but yo ass can get robbed
I got no black cars but I got a jag
down 285 wit no license tag
Run em, get em, got em, shot em, boy it do
rushin to the soulja for the photo shoot

Mirror mirror mirror on the wall (boy it do?)
Who the biggest balla of all (Soulja you the truth)
time i step in the mall (it's a photo shoot)
Girl get yo camera phone, it's be a photo shoot

It's a shoot (ay) (x8)

I'm a super stunna, up cuz it's really rude
(?) Jeans, collared shirt wit the polo
Trunk beatin hard every time my car
Cheesy diamonds in my chain like a fart (stanky!)
photo shoot soulja boy go
green light light soulja boy go
Chain got the flu, got a cold
got pneumonia (achoo!) got my body froze (i'm sick!)
I got a runny nose, temperature zero
so icey icey jewelry what can niggas do to me?
Nothin, zip, nathin' not a damn
this is a photo shoot, watch my -- chain
watch me do my thang shout out to my lamborghini
shout out out go to all my niggas in the hood mane
and why I know they good mane I'm tellin you the block
on 26, candy painted burnt orange

Mirror mirror mirror on the (boy what it do?)
Who the biggest balla of all (Soulja you the truth)
time i step in the mall (it's a photo shoot)
Girl get yo phone, it's funna be a photo shoot

a photo shoot (ay) (x8)