Luyện nghe bài hát Photoshoot

Shut the block down, a CPU
Flyin down on 20 tinted we see you
Thats what the drop do it the hoes flock bitch
I a concert on the block and call it block (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
slippin out my hand call it cash friction
Call me DJ Khaled, listen
My got a headache, watch in a coma
That bitch froze, it ain't bout 2 summers
Now lemme do numbers, lemme history
A bet a mil I can yo girl get wit me
Lyrics off the chain I hit a beat
instrumentals dead, (get this boy a ----?)

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

a photo shoot (ay) (x8)

(ay) takin pictures
whole clique tipsy, we sippin liquor
got disease, I can't even see
Hop out the chevy cameras ready and they me
I'm invisible, plain
And the student make more money than the principal
Teachers gettin mad (why?) cuz i it rain
Fuck a teacher (?) I got a hundred grand
I got a hundred goons, all of em soon
Broad day light get yo ass in the
I wit money gang SOD goon squad
Yeah i'm rich but yo ass can get robbed
I got no cars but I got a black 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 on the wall (boy what it do?)
Who the balla of them all (Soulja you the truth)
Every time i in the mall (it's a photo shoot)
Girl get yo camera phone, it's funna be a shoot

a photo shoot (ay) (x8)

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

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

a photo shoot (ay) (x8)