Luyện nghe bài hát Top Back (Remix)

Creme de la creme homie, top shelf ya
I like my beat down low, down low, down low, down low, down low, 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 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, low, down low, down low
I my top let back, let back, let back, let back, let back, let back

I like my beat down low and my top let
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 windows 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 sit high and ya windows pitch black

I'm the man in my city, ain't nobody fuckin' me
You can ask the real and all the bad bitches
I'm a known dealer; I always have fifties
And the thugs and the was all in class wit' me
SS's on twenty-sixes, watchin' some
Shorty, I'm never slippin', got the berretta in
And ready to pop the in, ready to get to trippin'
Ready to show these a celebrity pistol whippin'
Pimp stolen' the automobile, and the roof for the tag
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
Give 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 drive her ass to
my wet pet drippin' while I'm woodgrain grippin'

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 sit high and ya windows pitch black

I like my down low and my top let back
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 pitch

I got this Squad Click; I know you heard about us
Young filthy rich, and we ain't worried 'bout much
On glock I clutch
In God I trust, if a punk start, bet his heart I bust
Got ya partners and the in ya car fucked up
What ya under estimation 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 swervin' down Hollywood Road
On the flyest in Cali, fuckin' 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 quarter 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 down low and my top let back
Can see me ridin' with a chopper in the back
Ya ya Kenwood 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 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, better tell 'em
'For I spit a hundred rounds and have everybody
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 tryin' to run up on me, 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 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 luck up
Meanwhile, I'm racin' my Ferarri a light for a buck
Against Lamborghini every time I get a car

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 rims sit high and ya 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 windows black