Luyện nghe bài hát Top Back (Remix)

Creme de la creme homie, top ya know
I like my beat down low, down low, 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 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 like my beat down low and my top let
Can see me ridin' twenty-fours a chopper in the back
Ya like ya 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 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 dealer; I always have fifties
And the thugs and the killers was all in class me
SS's on twenty-sixes, some television
Shorty, I'm never slippin', got the 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 for the tag missin'
Polices try to pursue me; nothin' but gas-given
Addicted to fast livin', yes, I'm one of my children
Think I'm bad now, you should a seen me I had children
Give dick to ya daddy's daughter and oughta have children
Hope he got some insurance I definitely have some endurance
her in Mississippi and drive her ass to Missouri
Still my wet pet while I'm woodgrain grippin'

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 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 pitch black

I got this Squad Click; I know you heard about us
Young niggaz filthy rich, and we ain't 'bout much
On this 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
ya under 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 swervin' down Road
On the bird in Cali, fuckin' Hollywood hos
On a pill and with my partner Young Dro Dro
Bumpin' Goodie Mob Soul Food fo'
rappers', old dudes, told dudes I'm a pro
With a loaded fo' fo' and a quarter brick of
(Hey), nigga, don't you hit me 'less you six or mo'
My twenty-four 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 sit high and ya windows pitch black

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 pitch

I the crown down under, man, somebody better tell 'em
'For I a hundred rounds and have everybody bailin'
I got bitches in a Benz and my partners in the Chevy
And now we ridin' Giovanni's and Asani's on
If ya ever think ya 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 gettin' stuck, you got life fucked up
A stiches in ya hip will have ya night fucked up
Will he live? Will he die? he might luck up
Meanwhile, I'm my Ferarri like a light for a buck
Against Gallardo every time I get a car

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 pitch

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