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, 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, 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, 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' with a chopper in the back
Ya like ya Kenwood hot and ya top let
If ya rims sit high and ya windows pitch

I like my beat down low and my top let
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, ain't fuckin' wit' me
You can ask the niggas and all the bad bitches
I'm a known drug dealer; I always 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 to pop the clip in, ready to get to trippin'
to show these folks 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 fast livin', yes, I'm one of my children
Think I'm bad now, you should a me before I had children
Give dick to ya daddy's daughter and they have children
Hope he got some insurance 'cause I have some endurance
Kill her in Mississippi and drive her ass to
Still my wet pet drippin' while I'm woodgrain

I like my 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 in the back
Ya like ya Kenwood hot and ya top let
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 worried 'bout much
On this I clutch
In God I trust, if a punk nigga start, bet his I bust
Got ya partners and the broad in ya car up
What ya estimation 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 down Hollywood Road
On the flyest in Cali, fuckin' Hollywood hos
On a pill and half my partner Young Dro Dro
Bumpin' Mob Soul Food number fo'
Other rappers', old dudes, told I'm a pro
With a fo' fo' and a quarter brick of blow
(Hey), nigga, don't you hit me you buyin' six or mo'
My twenty-four glistenin', and my 808 kickin'

I like my beat 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 pitch

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 high and ya windows black

I wear the down under, man, somebody better tell 'em
'For I a hundred rounds and have everybody bailin'
I got some bitches in a Benz and my partners in the
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 as ya leg and leave ya shredded
way in the truck, and my knife on tuck
Ya think he ain't gettin' stuck, you got life up
A couple stiches in ya hip will have ya fucked up
Will he live? Will he die? Guess he luck up
Meanwhile, I'm racin' my Ferarri like a 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 a chopper in the back
Ya ya Kenwood hot and ya top let back
If ya rims sit high and ya pitch black

I my beat 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