Luyện nghe bài hát Top Back

Creme de la creme homie, top shelf ya
I like my beat down low, down low, down low, 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, 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 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 high and ya pitch black

I like my down low and my top let back
Can see me ridin' twenty-fours a chopper in the back
Ya like ya 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 fuckin' me
You can ask the real 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 slippin', got the berretta in vision
And ready to pop the clip in, ready to get to
Ready to show these folks a pistol whippin'
Pimp the automobile, and the roof for the tag missin'
Polices try to pursue me; it's but gas-given
Addicted to fast livin', yes, I'm one of my children
Think I'm bad now, you a seen me before I had children
Give dick to ya daughter and they oughta have children
Hope he got some insurance 'cause I definitely have endurance
Kill her in Mississippi and drive her ass to
Still my wet pet drippin' while I'm woodgrain

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 pitch

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

I got this Squad Click; I know you heard about us
niggaz filthy rich, and we ain't worried 'bout much
On this glock I
In God I trust, if a punk nigga start, bet his 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 this I blow
Move ten bricks daily, tryin' to five mo'
Ya see the Cadillac swervin' Hollywood Road
On the flyest bird in Cali, fuckin' hos
On a pill and half my partner Young Dro Dro
Bumpin' Mob Soul Food number fo'
Other rappers', old dudes, told I'm a pro
a loaded fo' fo' and a quarter brick of blow
(Hey), nigga, you hit me 'less you buyin' six or mo'
My twenty-four blades glistenin', and my 808

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

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 wear the crown down under, man, somebody tell 'em
'For I spit a rounds and have everybody bailin'
I got some bitches in a Benz and my in the Chevy
And now we ridin' and Asani's on Pirellis
If ya ever ya tryin' to run up on me, just forget it
The clip in the chopper as ya leg and leave ya shredded
way in the truck, and my knife on tuck
Ya think he ain't gettin' stuck, you got life up
A couple stiches in ya hip will ya night fucked up
Will he live? he die? Guess he might luck up
Meanwhile, I'm racin' my Ferarri a light for a buck
Against Lamborghini Gallardo every 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 like ya hot and ya top let back
If ya rims sit and ya windows pitch black

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