Luyện nghe bài hát Top Back

Creme de la creme homie, top shelf ya
I my 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
Ay holla if ya like ya 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, 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 down low and my top let
Can see me twenty-fours 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 my beat down low and my top let back
Can see me ridin' twenty-fours with a chopper in the
Ya like ya Kenwood hot and ya top let
If ya rims sit and ya windows pitch 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, some television
Shorty, I'm slippin', got the berretta in vision
And ready to pop the clip in, to get to trippin'
Ready to these folks a celebrity pistol whippin'
Pimp stolen' the automobile, and the for the tag missin'
Polices try to me; it's nothin' but gas-given
Addicted to fast livin', yes, I'm one of my dad's
Think I'm bad now, you should a seen me I had children
Give dick to ya daddy's and they oughta have children
Hope he got some insurance 'cause I have some endurance
her in Mississippi and drive her ass to Missouri
Still my wet pet drippin' while I'm grippin'

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 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 ya Kenwood hot and ya top let back
If ya rims sit and ya windows pitch black

I got this Pimp Squad Click; I know you about us
Young niggaz filthy rich, and we ain't 'bout much
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 thought a star wouldn't bust
I got the heart and the guts on perp I blow
ten bricks daily, tryin' to twerk five mo'
Ya see the Cadillac swervin' down Hollywood
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, dudes I'm a pro
With a loaded fo' fo' and a brick of blow
(Hey), nigga, don't you hit me 'less you six or mo'
My twenty-four 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 ya Kenwood hot and ya top let back
If ya rims sit and ya windows pitch black

I like my beat 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 and ya windows pitch black

I wear the crown down under, man, somebody better 'em
'For I spit a hundred rounds and have bailin'
I got some in a Benz and my partners in the Chevy
And now we ridin' Giovanni's and Asani's on
If ya ever think ya tryin' to run up on me, just it
The clip in the 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 will ya night fucked up
Will he live? he die? Guess he might luck up
Meanwhile, I'm racin' my Ferarri like a for a buck
Against Gallardo every time I get a car

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

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