Luyện nghe bài hát Top Down

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

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

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

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

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

I'm so roll with my top
Hit a button, ain't gotta get out, fuck with
Let the top fold up and lay down
Slamming hard passing by the schools and the
Everybody when Short's in town
I keep the beats thumping hella-hard with my top down

the top
Just the top

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

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

Give me my props I always rock
And I still gets cock when the hoes jock
smoking Indo getting burned out
Still got the orange juice full of gin 'bout to turn out

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

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

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

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

Just riding my top down

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

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

myself, "How can you?"
Roll like the down the foothill strip
With beats top down bumping a bitch
I had to have drop 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 niggers couldn't afford to a drop top
So they got they shit cut at the chop

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

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

the top
Just the top
I got my top

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

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