Luyện nghe bài hát Top Back

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 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, down low, down low, 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 like my top let back, let back, let back, let back, let back, let

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 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 sit high and ya windows pitch black

I'm the man in my city, ain't nobody wit' me
You can ask the niggas and all the bad bitches
I'm a known drug dealer; I always fifties
And the thugs and the was all in class wit' me
SS's on twenty-sixes, watchin' some
Shorty, I'm never slippin', got the in vision
And ready to pop the in, ready to get to trippin'
Ready to show folks a celebrity pistol whippin'
stolen' the automobile, and the roof for the tag missin'
Polices try to me; it's nothin' but gas-given
to fast livin', yes, I'm one of my dad's children
Think I'm bad now, you a seen me before I had children
Give dick to ya daddy's and they oughta have children
Hope he got some insurance 'cause I definitely have some
her in Mississippi and drive her ass to Missouri
Still my wet pet drippin' while I'm grippin'

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 sit high and ya windows pitch black

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

I got this Pimp Squad Click; I you heard about us
Young niggaz filthy rich, and we ain't worried 'bout
On this glock I
In God I trust, if a punk nigga start, bet his I bust
Got ya and the broad in ya car fucked up
What ya under estimation thought a star bust
I got the heart and the guts on perp I blow
ten bricks daily, tryin' to twerk five mo'
Ya see the Cadillac swervin' Hollywood Road
On the flyest bird in Cali, fuckin' hos
On a and half with my partner Young Dro Dro
Goodie Mob Soul Food number fo'
Other rappers', old dudes, dudes I'm a pro
With a loaded fo' fo' and a brick of blow
(Hey), nigga, don't you hit me 'less you 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 with a in the back
Ya ya Kenwood hot and ya top let back
If ya rims sit high and ya windows black

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

I wear the down under, man, somebody better tell 'em
'For I spit a hundred and have everybody bailin'
I got bitches in a Benz and my partners in the Chevy
And now we ridin' and Asani's on Pirellis
If ya think ya tryin' 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 couple in ya hip will have ya night fucked up
Will he live? Will he Guess he might luck up
Meanwhile, I'm racin' my Ferarri like a light for a
Against Lamborghini Gallardo every I get a car

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