Luyện nghe bài hát Picture Perfect

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

Catch me today, a Cannon or a Kodak
'Cause by tomorrow, gon be a throwback
You see it's real, they be look at that
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 feed you, on T.V. mislead you
Don't let all the magazines, and them papers out there you
The cups that be used to sip, but kinda like my tee do

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

That ain't a Cola, dry and you feeling sober
Boys trying to switch it over, apply it up in a
Home of the Houston hustlers, who and hit the quota
Who fire and hit the doja, you when you sniff the odor

Told ya you have, a foreign or buy your slab
it then buy it that's, important without it now
You ain't gotta take college class, to see that we bout our
You not if you gotta ask, let's take a pic by the hol' up

You see my slab, you see my slab
perfect nigga, you should take a photograph
You see my chick, you see my is bad
Picture nigga, you should take 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

When I'm tipping, they'll probably watch me, the be paparazzi
And try to patrol my posse, we shining and glowing
The jealous will try to top me, we it too real to copy, what?
I'm to ain't a floppy, that disc gon be screwed and chop-pied

All the will ride 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 ain't as crunk
So I'm popping up at Daytona, on chrome and I'm popping

Jamming that "Ridin' Dirty", while riding beside the
And they staring over at me, trying to scare me like pause
'em naw they know I'ma crawl, all day in the robber cause
I'm trying to go wash the ride, till tires 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, then be hanging wit ya
a hold of the grain and grip a, handful
And smile for the nigga

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

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

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

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

Candy still dripping, four's is still
grain grass, steering wheel I'm still gripping
Repping for P.A.T., the West and the
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 should take a
You see my chick, you see my is bad
Picture perfect nigga, you take a photograph

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

My life is real baby, just a song
Gripping that wood 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, a cannon or a Kodak
by tomorrow, yesterday gon be a throwback
'Cause by tomorrow, gon be a throwback

I'm saying? Gripping 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