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, a Cannon or a Kodak
by tomorrow, yesterday gon be a throwback
You see it's real, they be like look at
Picture nigga, you should take a photograph

Introducing the truest voice of the South, it's who else but me
let all that foolishness 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 Caucasian kinda my tee do

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

That ain't a Cola, though dry and you 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 you sniff the odor

Told ya you gotta have, a foreign or buy slab
Afford it buy it that's, important without it now
You ain't gotta take college class, to see 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 candy
Picture perfect nigga, you take a photograph
You see my chick, you see my is bad
Picture perfect nigga, you should a photograph

You see it's real, they be like at that
perfect nigga, you should take a photograph
Photograph, photograph,
Picture perfect nigga, you should 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 jealous will try to top me, we 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 to this, deposit deposit slips
Buy the car and apply the fifth, raise the an entire lift
Use to go to that Kappa, but Kappa been as crunk
So I'm up at Daytona, on chrome and I'm popping trunk

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

You him take a picture, that chrome and that paint official
You smoking then take a swisha, plenty just take '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
perfect nigga, you should take a photograph

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

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, time to with the best
'Cause when you ride the original, you ain't gotta 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, when they say the dry
'Cause not really dry, they just ran out of supply

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

Candy dripping, four's is still tipping
Wood grass, steering 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 streets it 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
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 should take a

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

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

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