Luyện nghe bài hát Top Back

Creme de la homie, top shelf ya know
I like my 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 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

Ay holla if ya like ya 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

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

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 pitch black

I'm the man in my city, ain't nobody wit' me
You can ask the real niggas and all the bad
I'm a known dealer; I always have fifties
And the thugs and the was all in class wit' me
on twenty-sixes, watchin' some television
Shorty, I'm slippin', got the berretta in vision
And ready to pop the clip in, to get to trippin'
Ready to show folks a celebrity pistol whippin'
Pimp the automobile, and the roof for the tag missin'
try to pursue me; it's nothin' but gas-given
Addicted to fast livin', yes, I'm one of my children
I'm bad now, you should a seen me before I had children
Give to ya daddy's 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 beat low and my top let back
Can see me ridin' with a chopper in the back
Ya like ya hot and ya top let back
If ya rims sit high and ya windows pitch

I my beat 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 pitch

I got this Pimp Squad Click; I know you about us
Young niggaz 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 and the broad in ya car fucked up
What ya under thought a star wouldn't bust
I got the heart and the guts on perp I blow
Move ten bricks daily, tryin' to five mo'
Ya see the Cadillac swervin' Hollywood Road
On the bird in Cali, fuckin' Hollywood hos
On a pill and half with my partner Dro Dro
Goodie 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, don't you hit me 'less you six or mo'
My blades glistenin', and my 808 kickin'

I my beat down 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 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 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 bailin'
I got some in a Benz and my partners in the Chevy
And now we ridin' Giovanni's and Asani's on
If ya ever think ya tryin' to run up on me, forget it
The clip in the chopper long as ya leg and ya shredded
Pistol way in the truck, and my 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? he die? Guess he might luck up
Meanwhile, I'm racin' my like a light for a buck
Against Lamborghini every time I get a car

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