Picture Me lyrics

Artist  : C-murder 
Song : Picture Me



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 Intro 
Motherf**kers,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.) 
 
Magic: 
I been livin my whole life just awaitin this
opportunity. 
To clock G's and makin you motherf**kers see. 
Criminal minded I’m leavin you bit*hes blinded.

You motherf**kers 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**kin crew. 
Millionaire mothaf**kas but still we thug niggas.

Catch me flossin in Hilfigers with my TRU niggas.

Coatin bit*hes 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. 
 
Chorus 
 
C-Murder: 
Motherf**kers 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. 
 
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 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 f**kin
airtight. 
So playa hater get yo sh*t 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. 
 
Chorus 
 
outro 
(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?