Luyện nghe bài hát Top Back

Creme de la creme homie, top ya know
I like my beat down low, down low, down low, low, down low, down low, down low
I my top let back, let back, let back, let back, let back, let back
Ay holla if ya like ya beat down low, down low, low, down low, down low, down low, down low
I my top let back, let back, let back, let back, let back, let back

Ay holla if ya like ya beat down low, down low, down low, down low, low, down low, down low
I like my top let back, let back, let back, let back, let back, let

I like my beat low and my top let back
Can see me ridin' with a chopper in the back
Ya like ya Kenwood hot and ya top let
If ya sit high and ya windows pitch black

I like my beat low and my top let back
Can see me ridin' twenty-fours with a in the back
Ya like ya hot and ya top let back
If ya rims sit high and ya windows black

I'm the man in my city, ain't fuckin' wit' me
You can ask the real niggas and all the bad
I'm a known dealer; I always have fifties
And the and the killers was all in class wit' me
SS's on twenty-sixes, watchin' television
Shorty, I'm slippin', got the berretta in vision
And to pop the clip in, ready to get to trippin'
Ready to show these folks a celebrity pistol
Pimp stolen' the automobile, and the for the tag missin'
Polices try to pursue me; it's but gas-given
Addicted to fast livin', yes, I'm one of my children
I'm bad now, you should a seen me before I had children
Give dick to ya daddy's daughter and they oughta children
Hope he got insurance 'cause I definitely have some endurance
her in Mississippi and drive her ass to Missouri
Still my wet pet drippin' while I'm woodgrain

I like my beat low and my top let back
Can see me ridin' twenty-fours a chopper in the back
Ya ya Kenwood hot and ya top let back
If ya rims sit high and ya windows black

I my beat down low and my top let back
Can see me twenty-fours with a chopper in the back
Ya like ya Kenwood hot and ya top let
If ya rims sit high and ya windows black

I got this Pimp Squad I know you heard about us
Young niggaz filthy rich, and we ain't worried 'bout
On glock I clutch
In God I trust, if a nigga start, bet his heart I bust
Got ya partners and the in ya car fucked up
What ya under estimation thought a star wouldn't
I got the and the guts on this perp I blow
Move ten bricks daily, tryin' to five mo'
Ya see the Cadillac swervin' Hollywood Road
On the flyest bird in Cali, Hollywood hos
On a pill and half with my partner Dro Dro
Goodie Mob Soul Food number fo'
Other rappers', old dudes, told I'm a pro
With a fo' fo' and a quarter brick of blow
(Hey), nigga, don't you hit me you buyin' six or mo'
My twenty-four blades glistenin', and my 808

I my beat down low and my top let back
Can see me ridin' twenty-fours with a chopper in the
Ya like ya hot and ya top let back
If ya rims sit high and ya windows pitch

I like my down low and my top let back
Can see me twenty-fours with a chopper in the back
Ya like ya hot and ya top let back
If ya rims sit high and ya pitch black

I wear the crown down under, man, somebody better 'em
'For I spit a hundred and have everybody bailin'
I got some in a Benz and my partners in the Chevy
And now we Giovanni's and Asani's on Pirellis
If ya ever think ya to run up on me, just forget it
The in the chopper long as ya leg and leave ya shredded
way in the truck, and my knife on tuck
Ya think he ain't stuck, you got life fucked up
A couple stiches in ya hip have ya night fucked up
Will he Will he die? Guess he might luck up
Meanwhile, I'm racin' my Ferarri like a for a buck
Lamborghini Gallardo every time I get a car

I like my beat down low and my top let
Can see me ridin' twenty-fours a chopper in the back
Ya ya Kenwood hot and ya top let back
If ya rims sit high and ya pitch black

I like my beat down low and my top let
Can see me twenty-fours with a chopper in the back
Ya like ya hot and ya top let back
If ya rims sit and ya windows pitch black