C-murder - Picture Me lyrics

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C-murder - Picture Me lyrics

[Featuring Magic] Intro Motherf**ers you see a TRU n***a walk on the streets you step on the side and respect that man TRU n***as never die we recreate to survive Picture me a TRU n***a (real n***as don't die.Cause TRU n***as gon ride.) Picture me a TRU n***a (real n***as don't die.Cause TRU n***as gon ride.) Picture me a TRU n***a (real n***as don't die.Cause TRU n***as gon ride.) Picture me a TRU n***a (real n***as don't die.Cause TRU n***as gon ride.) Magic: I been livin my whole life just awaitin this opportunity. To clock G's and makin you motherf**ers see. Criminal minded I'm leavin you b**hes blinded. You motherf**ers 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 f**in crew. Millionaire mothaf**as but still we thug n***as. Catch me flossin in Hilfigers with my TRU n***as. Coatin b**hes only fantasized in your biggest dreams. Make em scream like Master P(ungh!)scream for Ice Cream. Got a n***a like Mr. Magic makin six figures. It feels good to be a TRU n***a. Chorus see-Murder: Motherf**ers know I mean business,when I walk in the streets. I keep a picture of my kid,in case a n***a get me. Affiliated with this army,and TRU be my click. Tattoes,all up on me,cause I'll die for this sh**. My definition of a TRU n***a.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 n***as:dont 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 n***as watchin yo back,you need some TRU n***as. Chorus Magic: You have the right to be paranoid You standing in front of the Southern's finest. Bein broke and livin slow is some bullsh** 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 f**in airtight. So playa hater get yo sh** right. I annihilate you n***as I think is gonna bother me. No greater love then bringin myself on my enemies. So lord forgive me for thinking materialistic. But societys full of bullsh**. I done sold my soul,so you can label me a paid n***a. It feels good to be a TRU n***a. Chorus outro (Laughing.).Picture me with TRU records A made n***a.Immortal.Us n***as never die.We multiply (Laughing).Ima make all you n***as remember me y'all n***as feel me?