Luyện nghe bài hát Picture Perfect

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

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

the truest voice of the South, it's who else but me fool
Don't let all that foolishness they you, on T.V. mislead you
let all the magazines, and them papers 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 grands we getting, these units of we shipping
You see that Caddy tipping, them thangs on that twisting
That paint and that candy dripping, that and that can is missing

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

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

You see my slab, you see my slab
Picture perfect nigga, you should 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
perfect nigga, you should take a photograph
Photograph, photograph,
Picture nigga, you should take a photograph

When I'm tipping, they'll probably watch me, the cops'll be
And try to patrol my posse, we 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, disc gon be screwed and chop-pied

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

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

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

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 perfect nigga, you take a photograph

You see real, they be like look at that
Picture perfect nigga, you take 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 no cess
You done put it down the rest, time to roll with the best
'Cause when you ride with the original, you ain't guess

I'm the connection you need, when they say it's a drought
Cause not really a drought, them other niggaz just out
And I'm the plug you have, when they 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 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, is still tipping
Wood grain grass, wheel I'm still gripping
Repping for P.A.T., the and the East
And I'm repping for Pimp C, till he get back on the it never cease

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 nigga, you should take a photograph

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

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

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

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