Luyện nghe bài hát Top Back (Remix)

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

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'm the man in my city, ain't nobody wit' me
You can ask the niggas and all the bad bitches
I'm a known drug dealer; I always fifties
And the thugs and the killers was all in class me
on twenty-sixes, watchin' some television
Shorty, I'm never slippin', got the 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 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
Think I'm bad now, you a seen me before I had children
Give dick to ya daddy's daughter and they oughta children
he got some insurance 'cause I definitely have some endurance
Kill her in Mississippi and drive her ass to
Still my wet pet drippin' while I'm woodgrain

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 and ya windows 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 windows pitch

I got this Squad Click; I know you heard about us
Young niggaz filthy rich, and we ain't worried 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 thought a wouldn't bust
I got the heart and the guts on perp I blow
Move ten bricks daily, to twerk five mo'
Ya see the Cadillac swervin' down Road
On the flyest in Cali, fuckin' Hollywood hos
On a pill and half with my partner Dro Dro
Bumpin' Goodie Mob Soul Food fo'
Other rappers', old dudes, dudes I'm a pro
With a loaded fo' fo' and a brick of blow
(Hey), nigga, you hit me 'less you buyin' six or mo'
My twenty-four glistenin', and my 808 kickin'

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

I wear the crown down under, man, better tell 'em
I spit a hundred rounds and have everybody bailin'
I got some in a Benz and my partners in the Chevy
And now we ridin' and Asani's on Pirellis
If ya think ya tryin' to run up on me, just forget it
The in the chopper long as ya leg and leave ya shredded
Pistol way in the truck, and my knife on
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? he might luck up
Meanwhile, I'm racin' my Ferarri a light for a buck
Against Gallardo every time 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 ya Kenwood hot and ya top let back
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 high and ya windows black