Luyện nghe bài hát Top Down

How freaky can you get to a fat dick
Hella freaky I said to a song that hit
I'm the rapper Too Short, the triple X
Run up in the pussy, rub the next

Bitch, is worse? My bark or my bite
You heard about me and now I'm fucking you dark to the light
You must of thought I got talking about Heiser
I'm an old and old dogg's get wiser

Caught up in the game, got ya thinking while your doing
You never did this, on a big dick
What bitch? You better the size, and recognize
When I'm between your

Shit, I get hard the sound of a kid rum
Riding down the strip with your and [unverified]
Shiny bald head sun rays
Smashing down the strip going backwards down

Four with the zues and the zapto
like I'm riding out a concert at a rap show
Hit a street and put the top up
at the light see some hoes watch 'em jock us

I'm so roll my electric top
Hit a button, ain't gotta get out, with nuthin'
Let the top just up and lay down
hard passing by the schools and the playgrounds
Everybody knows when in town
'Cause I keep the beats thumping hella-hard with my top

the top
Just the top

We 'em rags, you call 'em drops
Whatever you call it drop the top
We 'em rags, you call 'em drops
Whatever you call it just the top

albums out, ain't changed my talk
A thousands hoes on I'm still a dogg
Ain't nothing but the hoe that I'm fucking
Still through the hood all the homies say "Was [unverified]"

Give me my props 'cause I always
And I still gets cock when the fine hoes
Still smoking getting burned out
Still got the orange juice bottle of gin 'bout to turn out

A show, a hoe back to the O
Put them bitches on my then pull some mo'
'Cause I more hoes than acme
I guess you bitch learn that you just can't mack me

I'm off of Gin and Juice don't even
If you fucking back up 'cause I'm free to choose
I want some pussy that could write a freaky tale
back, bootie cracks, bitch in a hotel

Just to say you got Too Short dick
You wanna show some evidence, swallow don't spit
'Cause I bust more nuts than a
And my been in pussies all around the world

If you had a of it and you asked the bitch
What's I bet you say, "Too Short dick"
I taunt the fine hoes and get shot down
I say, "Bitch", slam the beat off with my top down

Just riding my top down

We call 'em rags, you 'em drops
Whatever you call it just the top
We 'em rags, you call 'em drops
Whatever you call it just the top

We rode the AC transit bus, joints for a dollar
Smoking angel dust on the way to a house
A maybe deluxe slanging Too Short making some bucks
Looking out the window at the Mustang and Falcon

myself, "How can you?"
Roll the Giants down the foothill strip
With beats thumping top down bumping a
Shit I had to drop didn't care, if I had a Volkswagen

Pick up the beat, had a flagging
with the top down, lit like a lamp
Blowing out the amp, trying to a tramp
Most niggers couldn't to have a drop top
So they got they shit cut at the chop

tell niggers nuthin' way back then
A lot of niggers died or went to the pen
Couldn't even see the homie Short
Bank get fat and my account double

When I walk in a bitches say, "Oh God is that you Todd?"
Me and my just who ride
And take advantage of a we never had
Fuck eating sandwiches, broke, living bad
I'm a do it for my homies that's there to lock
Ride my beats slamming top down

the top
Just the top
I got my top

the top
Just the top
I'm just rolling with my top

We call 'em rags, you call 'em
you call it just drop the top
We 'em rags, you call 'em drops
you call it just drop the top