Luyện nghe bài hát Top Back

Creme de la homie, top shelf ya know
I like my beat down low, down low, down low, down low, down low, 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

Ay holla if ya ya beat down low, down low, down low, down low, down 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' twenty-fours with a in the back
Ya like ya Kenwood hot and ya top let
If ya rims sit high and ya windows black

I like my beat down low and my top let
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, nobody fuckin' wit' me
You can ask the real niggas and all the bad
I'm a known drug dealer; I have fifties
And the and the killers was all in class wit' me
SS's on twenty-sixes, watchin' some
Shorty, I'm slippin', got the berretta in vision
And ready to pop the 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; nothin' but gas-given
Addicted to livin', yes, I'm one of my dad's children
Think I'm bad now, you should a seen me before I had
Give dick to ya daughter and they oughta have children
Hope he got some insurance 'cause I definitely have endurance
Kill her in Mississippi and drive her ass to
Still my wet pet drippin' while I'm woodgrain

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

I like my beat down low and my top let
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 pitch black

I got this Pimp Squad Click; I know you about us
Young niggaz filthy rich, and we worried 'bout much
On glock I clutch
In God I trust, if a punk start, bet his heart I bust
Got ya and the broad in ya car fucked up
What ya under estimation thought a star bust
I got the heart and the guts on this I blow
Move ten bricks daily, to twerk five mo'
Ya see the Cadillac swervin' Hollywood Road
On the bird in Cali, fuckin' Hollywood hos
On a pill and with my partner Young Dro Dro
Bumpin' Mob Soul Food number fo'
rappers', old dudes, told dudes I'm a pro
With a loaded fo' fo' and a quarter brick of
(Hey), nigga, you hit me 'less you buyin' six or mo'
My blades glistenin', and my 808 kickin'

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

I like my beat 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 sit high and ya windows pitch black

I wear the crown down under, man, better tell 'em
'For I spit a rounds and have everybody bailin'
I got some bitches in a and my partners in the Chevy
And now we ridin' Giovanni's and Asani's on
If ya ever ya tryin' to run up on me, just forget it
The clip in the chopper long as ya leg and leave ya
Pistol way in the truck, and my on tuck
Ya think he ain't gettin' stuck, you got fucked up
A couple stiches in ya hip will have ya night up
Will he live? Will he die? Guess he might up
Meanwhile, I'm racin' my Ferarri like a light for a
Against Lamborghini Gallardo time I get a car

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