Luyện nghe bài hát Top Down

How freaky can you get to a long fat
Hella freaky like I said to a that hit
I'm the dirty rapper Too Short, the 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 from dark to the
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 this
You never did this, on a big dick
What You better check the size, and recognize
When I'm your thighs

Shit, I get from the sound of a kid rum
Riding down the strip with diamonds and [unverified]
Shiny bald catching sun rays
Smashing down the strip going down runways

Four eighteens with the zues and the
Sounding like I'm riding out a concert at a rap
Hit a back and put the top up
Stopped at the see some hoes watch 'em jock us

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

the top
Just the top

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

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

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

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

I'm off of Gin and Juice don't even
If you ain't fucking 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 some Too Short
You wanna show some evidence, swallow don't spit
'Cause I bust more nuts a squirrel
And my dick in pussies all around the world

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

Just riding with my top

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

We the AC transit bus, selling joints for a dollar
Smoking angel dust on the way to a party
A maybe deluxe slanging Too tapes making some bucks
Looking out the window at the Mustang and crew

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

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

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

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

the top
Just the top
I got my top

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

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