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 take a photograph

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

Introducing the voice of the South, it's who else but me fool
Don't let all foolishness they feed you, on T.V. mislead you
let all the magazines, and them papers out there deceive you
The cups that be 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 on that Caddy twisting
That paint and candy dripping, that drank and that can is missing

That a Cola, though dry and you feeling sober
trying to switch it over, apply it up in a soda
Home of the Houston hustlers, who 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 buy it that's, important without it now
You ain't gotta college class, to see that we bout our cash
You not if you gotta ask, take a pic by the slab hol' 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 a photograph

You see it's real, they be like look at
Picture nigga, you should take a photograph
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 jealous will try to top me, we keep it too to copy, what?
I'm listening to ain't a floppy, that gon be screwed and chop-pied

All the ballers will ride to this, deposit deposit
Buy the car and apply the fifth, raise the trunk an lift
Use to go to that Kappa, but Kappa ain't been as
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, trying to me like I'ma pause
Tell 'em naw they know crawl, all day in the robber cause
I'm trying to go wash the ride, till tires have whiter walls

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

You see my slab, you see my candy
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 like at that
Picture perfect nigga, you should a photograph
Photograph, photograph,
Picture perfect nigga, you should take a

You see the bling up on my bracelet, and the shine on my
Syrup in my Styrofoam, it's with doja no cess
You done put it down with the rest, time to roll the best
'Cause when you ride the original, you ain't gotta guess

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

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

Candy still dripping, is still tipping
grain grass, steering wheel I'm still 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 candy
Picture perfect nigga, you 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 like look at
perfect nigga, you should take a photograph
Photograph, photograph,
Picture perfect nigga, you take a photograph

My life is baby, ain't just a song
Gripping that wood wheel baby, and riding chrome, I'm 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, with a cannon or a
by tomorrow, yesterday gon be a throwback
'Cause by tomorrow, yesterday gon be a

Know I'm saying? Gripping
Riding through the hood, and good
Just like we say down in Texas, it's
You at me so hard
You need to go on, do yourself a favor
And take a motherfucking