Luyện nghe bài hát Picture Perfect

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

me today, with a Cannon or a Kodak
'Cause by tomorrow, yesterday gon be a
You see real, they be like look at that
perfect nigga, you should take a photograph

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

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

That a Cola, though dry and you feeling sober
Boys trying to switch it over, it up in a soda
Home of the Houston hustlers, who grinding and hit the
Who fire and hit the doja, you high when you sniff the

ya you gotta have, a foreign or buy your slab
Afford it then buy it that's, without it now
You ain't gotta take 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 slab
Picture perfect nigga, you should take a
You see my chick, you see my is bad
Picture perfect nigga, you should take a

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

When I'm tipping, they'll probably me, the cops'll be paparazzi
And try to my posse, we shining and glowing glossy
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 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 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 staring over at me, to scare me like I'ma pause
Tell 'em naw they know I'ma crawl, all day in the cause
I'm trying to go wash the ride, till tires have whiter walls

You peeping him take a picture, chrome and that paint official
You smoking take a swisha, there's plenty just take 'em wit ya
You chilling you ain't a sipper, 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
perfect nigga, you should take a photograph
You see my chick, you see my is bad
perfect nigga, you should take a photograph

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

You see the bling up on my bracelet, and the shine on my
in my Styrofoam, it's sweet with doja no cess
You done put it down the rest, time to roll with the best
'Cause when you ride with the original, you gotta guess

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

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, a Cannon or a Kodak
by tomorrow, yesterday gon be a throwback

Candy still dripping, four's is tipping
Wood grain grass, steering I'm still gripping
Repping for P.A.T., the and the East
And I'm repping for Pimp C, 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
perfect nigga, you should take a photograph

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

My life is real baby, just a song
Gripping wood wheel baby, and riding chrome, I'm riding 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 or a Kodak
'Cause by tomorrow, yesterday gon be a
'Cause by tomorrow, yesterday gon be a

I'm saying? Gripping wood
Riding through the hood, and feeling
Just like we say in Texas, it's already
You at me so hard
You need to go on, do a favor playa
And take a picture