Luyện nghe bài hát Top Back

Creme de la creme homie, top shelf ya
I like my 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 low, down low, down 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, 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 down 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 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 in the back
Ya like ya hot and ya top let back
If ya rims sit high and ya windows pitch

I'm the man in my city, ain't nobody fuckin' me
You can ask the real niggas and all the bad
I'm a known drug I always have fifties
And the thugs and the 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 show folks a celebrity pistol whippin'
Pimp stolen' the automobile, and the for the tag missin'
Polices try to pursue me; it's 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 I had children
dick to ya daddy's daughter and they oughta have children
Hope he got some insurance I definitely have some endurance
Kill her in Mississippi and her ass to Missouri
Still my wet pet drippin' while I'm woodgrain

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

I got this Pimp Squad Click; I know you about us
Young niggaz filthy rich, and we worried 'bout much
On this glock I
In God I trust, if a punk nigga start, bet his heart I
Got ya partners and the broad in ya car up
What ya under thought a star wouldn't bust
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, fuckin' hos
On a and half with my partner Young Dro Dro
Bumpin' Goodie Mob Soul number fo'
Other rappers', old dudes, dudes I'm a pro
a loaded fo' fo' and a quarter brick of blow
(Hey), nigga, don't you hit me you buyin' six or mo'
My blades glistenin', and my 808 kickin'

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 windows black

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

I wear the crown under, man, somebody better tell 'em
'For I a hundred rounds and have everybody bailin'
I got some in a Benz and my partners in the Chevy
And now we ridin' Giovanni's and on Pirellis
If ya ever think ya to run up on me, just forget it
The clip in the chopper long as ya leg and leave ya
way in the truck, and my knife on tuck
Ya think he gettin' stuck, you got life fucked up
A couple stiches in ya hip will have ya fucked up
Will he live? Will he die? he might luck up
Meanwhile, I'm racin' my Ferarri like a light for a
Against Lamborghini Gallardo every I get a car

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 sit high and ya windows pitch black

I like my 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 high and ya pitch black