Luyện nghe bài hát Top Back (Remix)

Creme de la creme homie, top shelf ya
I like my 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
Ay holla if ya like ya 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 if ya like ya beat down 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

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

I'm the man in my city, nobody fuckin' wit' me
You can ask the niggas and all the bad bitches
I'm a known drug dealer; I have fifties
And the thugs and the was all in class wit' me
on twenty-sixes, watchin' some 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 pistol whippin'
Pimp stolen' the automobile, and the roof for the tag
Polices try to pursue me; it's nothin' but
Addicted to fast livin', yes, I'm one of my dad's
I'm bad now, you should a seen me before I had children
Give to ya daddy's daughter and they oughta have children
he got some insurance 'cause I definitely have some endurance
Kill her in Mississippi and her ass to Missouri
Still my wet pet drippin' I'm woodgrain grippin'

I like my beat 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 windows black

I like my beat down low and my top let
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 got this Pimp Squad Click; I know you heard us
Young niggaz filthy rich, and we ain't worried 'bout
On glock I clutch
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 heart and the guts on 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 pill and half my partner Young Dro Dro
Bumpin' Goodie Mob Soul Food fo'
Other rappers', old dudes, told I'm a pro
With a loaded fo' fo' and a quarter of blow
(Hey), nigga, you hit me 'less 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 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 my beat 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 wear the down under, man, somebody better tell 'em
'For I spit a hundred rounds and have everybody
I got some bitches in a 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
Pistol way in the truck, and my knife on
Ya think he gettin' 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 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 hot and ya top let back
If ya rims sit high and ya windows black

I like my 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 windows pitch