Luyện nghe bài hát Top Back

Creme de la creme homie, top ya know
I like my 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, down low, down low, down low, low, down low
I like my top let back, let back, let back, let back, let back, let

Ay holla if ya like ya down low, down low, down 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 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 sit high and ya windows pitch black

I like my beat 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 rims sit high and ya windows pitch

I'm the man in my city, nobody fuckin' wit' me
You can ask the niggas and all the bad bitches
I'm a known dealer; I always have fifties
And the thugs and the killers was all in wit' me
SS's on twenty-sixes, watchin' some
Shorty, I'm never slippin', got the in vision
And to pop the clip in, ready to get to trippin'
to show these folks a celebrity pistol whippin'
Pimp stolen' the automobile, and the for the tag missin'
try to pursue me; it's nothin' but gas-given
Addicted to fast livin', yes, I'm one of my dad's
I'm bad now, you should a seen me before I had children
Give dick to ya daddy's daughter and they oughta children
Hope he got some 'cause I definitely have some endurance
Kill her in Mississippi and drive her ass to
Still my wet pet drippin' while I'm woodgrain

I my beat down 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 and ya windows pitch black

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

I got this Squad Click; I know you heard about us
Young niggaz filthy rich, and we ain't worried 'bout
On this glock I
In God I trust, if a nigga start, bet his heart I bust
Got ya and the broad in ya car fucked up
What ya under estimation a star wouldn't bust
I got the heart and the guts on this perp I
Move ten daily, tryin' to twerk five mo'
Ya see the Cadillac swervin' down Road
On the flyest in Cali, fuckin' Hollywood hos
On a and half with my partner Young Dro Dro
Goodie Mob Soul Food number fo'
Other rappers', old dudes, told I'm a pro
With a loaded fo' fo' and a quarter brick of
(Hey), nigga, don't you hit me 'less you six or mo'
My twenty-four glistenin', and my 808 kickin'

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

I wear the down under, man, somebody better tell 'em
I spit a hundred rounds and have everybody bailin'
I got some bitches in a and my partners in the Chevy
And now we Giovanni's and Asani's on Pirellis
If ya ever ya tryin' to run up on me, just forget it
The clip in the long as ya leg and leave ya shredded
way in the truck, and my knife on tuck
Ya think he gettin' stuck, you got life fucked up
A stiches in ya hip will have ya night fucked up
Will he live? Will he die? he might luck up
Meanwhile, I'm racin' my like a light for a buck
Against Lamborghini Gallardo every I get a car

I like my beat down low and my top let
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 rims sit and ya windows pitch black