Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Picture Me , by - C-Murder. Release date: 31.12.2004
Song language: English
Picture Me |
| Motherfuckers, you see a TRU nigga walk on the streets |
| You step on the side and respect that man |
| TRU niggas never die we recreate to survive |
| Picture me a TRU nigga |
| (real niggas don’t die. Cause TRU niggas gon ride.) |
| Picture me a TRU nigga |
| (real niggas don’t die. Cause TRU niggas gon ride.) |
| Picture me a TRU nigga |
| (real niggas don’t die. Cause TRU niggas gon ride.) |
| Picture me a TRU nigga |
| (real niggas don’t die. Cause TRU niggas gon ride.) |
| I been livin my whole life just awaitin this opportunity |
| To clock G’s and makin you motherfuckers see |
| Criminal minded I’m leavin you bitches blinded |
| You motherfuckers should kneel when my thoughts start unwinding |
| I joined a force to be reckoned with, and we all TRU |
| We got political leaders jockin our fuckin crew |
| Millionaire mothafuckas but still we thug niggas |
| Catch me flossin in Hilfigers with my TRU niggas |
| Coatin bitches only fantasized in your biggest dreams |
| Make em scream like Master P (ungh!) scream for Ice Cream |
| Got a nigga like Mr. Magic makin six figures |
| It feels good to be a TRU nigga |
| Motherfuckers know I mean business, when I walk in the streets |
| I keep a picture of my kid, in case a nigga get me |
| Affiliated with this army, and TRU be my click |
| Tattoes, all up on me, cause I’ll die for this shit |
| My definition of a TRU nigga. |
| I represent it |
| Is a soldier ready to ride for No Limit, and win it |
| And if I lose another tank dogg, he's always in my memory |
| I put you in a song and you become a part of history |
| To all my real niggas: don't let the ghetto take you under |
| If you travel the streets, make moves, in large numbers |
| A couple guns, some extra clips, don't make you bigger |
| You need some niggas watchin yo back, you need some TRU niggas |
| You have the right to be paranoid |
| You standing in front of the Southern’s finest |
| Bein broke and livin slow is some bullshit behind us |
| Million dollar dreams of gettin rich |
| Smokin my weed and drinking hennesey down by the pitcher |
| Ain’t no slippin because my click is fuckin airtight |
| So playa hater get yo shit right |
| I annihilate you niggas I think is gonna bother me |
| No greater love then bringin myself on my enemies |
| So lord forgive me for thinking materialistic |
| But society’s full of bullshit |
| I done sold my soul, so you can label me a paid nigga |
| It feels good to be a TRU nigga |
| (Laughing.).Picture me with TRU records |
| A made nigga.Immortal.Us niggas never die. |
| We multiply |
| (Laughing).I'ma make all you niggas remember me |
| Y’all niggas feel me? |