Luyện nghe bài hát Top Back

Creme de la creme homie, top shelf ya
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 if ya like ya beat down low, down low, down 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 down low, down low, down low, down low, down low, down low, down low
I my top let back, let back, let back, let back, let back, let back

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

I like my 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 and ya windows pitch black

I'm the man in my city, ain't fuckin' wit' me
You can ask the real niggas and all the bad
I'm a known drug I always have fifties
And the thugs and the killers was all in wit' me
SS's on twenty-sixes, watchin' television
Shorty, I'm never slippin', got the in vision
And to pop the clip in, ready to get to trippin'
Ready to show these a celebrity pistol whippin'
Pimp stolen' the automobile, and the roof for the tag
try to pursue me; it's nothin' but gas-given
Addicted to fast livin', yes, I'm one of my children
Think I'm bad now, you should a me before I had children
Give dick to ya daughter and they oughta have children
Hope he got some insurance 'cause I definitely some endurance
her in Mississippi and drive her ass to Missouri
Still my wet pet while I'm woodgrain grippin'

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 pitch black

I my beat 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 rims sit high and ya windows pitch

I got this Pimp Click; I know you heard about us
Young niggaz filthy rich, and we ain't worried much
On glock I clutch
In God I trust, if a punk nigga start, bet his heart I
Got ya partners and the in ya car fucked up
What ya under estimation thought a star wouldn't
I got the heart and the on this perp I blow
Move ten bricks daily, to twerk five mo'
Ya see the Cadillac swervin' down Road
On the flyest bird in Cali, Hollywood hos
On a pill and half with my Young Dro Dro
Bumpin' Goodie Mob Soul number fo'
Other rappers', old dudes, dudes I'm a pro
a loaded fo' fo' and a quarter brick of blow
(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' twenty-fours with a chopper in the
Ya ya Kenwood hot and ya top let back
If ya rims sit 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 ya Kenwood hot and ya top let back
If ya rims sit high and ya pitch black

I wear the down under, man, somebody better tell 'em
'For I spit a hundred rounds and have everybody
I got some in a Benz and my partners in the Chevy
And now we Giovanni's and Asani's on Pirellis
If ya ever think ya tryin' to run up on me, forget it
The clip in the chopper long as ya leg and leave ya
way in the truck, and my knife on tuck
Ya think he ain't stuck, you got life fucked up
A couple 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 my beat 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 rims sit high and ya 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 Kenwood hot and ya top let
If ya rims sit high and ya windows pitch