Luyện nghe bài hát Picture Perfect

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

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

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

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

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

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 class, to see that we bout our cash
You not if you gotta ask, let's a pic by the slab hol' up

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
Picture perfect nigga, you should take a
Photograph, photograph,
Picture perfect nigga, you take a photograph

When I'm tipping, they'll watch me, the cops'll be paparazzi
And try to patrol my posse, we shining and glossy
The will try to top me, we keep it too real to copy, what?
I'm listening to a floppy, that disc gon be screwed and chop-pied

All the ballers will ride to this, deposit slips
Buy the car and apply the fifth, raise the trunk an entire
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 beside the laws
And they staring at me, trying 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 them tires whiter walls

You peeping him a picture, that chrome and that 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
Take a hold of the grain and a, handful
And smile for the pictures

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 should a photograph

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

You see the bling up on my bracelet, and the on my chest
Syrup in my Styrofoam, it's sweet doja no cess
You done put it down with the rest, to roll with 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, them other niggaz out
And I'm the plug you gotta have, they say the river's dry
'Cause not really dry, they just ran out of supply

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

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

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

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

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

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