Luyện nghe bài hát Top Back

Creme de la homie, top shelf ya know
I my beat 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
Ay holla if ya ya beat 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

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

I my beat 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' with a chopper in the back
Ya ya Kenwood hot and ya top let back
If ya rims sit high and ya windows black

I'm the man in my city, nobody fuckin' wit' me
You can ask the real and all the bad bitches
I'm a known drug dealer; I have fifties
And the thugs and the killers was all in wit' me
SS's on twenty-sixes, watchin' television
Shorty, I'm slippin', got the berretta in vision
And ready to pop the clip in, to get to trippin'
Ready to show these a celebrity pistol whippin'
Pimp stolen' the automobile, and the roof for the tag
Polices try to pursue me; it's but gas-given
Addicted to fast livin', yes, I'm one of my dad's
Think I'm bad now, you should a seen me before I had
Give to ya daddy's daughter and they oughta have children
he got some insurance 'cause I definitely have some endurance
Kill her in and drive her ass to Missouri
my wet pet drippin' while I'm woodgrain grippin'

I my beat 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 sit high 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 like ya Kenwood hot and ya top let
If ya rims sit high and ya windows pitch

I got Pimp Squad Click; I know you heard about us
niggaz filthy rich, and we ain't worried 'bout much
On glock I clutch
In God I trust, if a punk start, bet his heart I bust
Got ya partners and the in ya car fucked up
What ya under estimation thought a wouldn't bust
I got the heart and the on this perp I blow
Move ten daily, tryin' to twerk five mo'
Ya see the Cadillac down Hollywood Road
On the bird in Cali, fuckin' Hollywood hos
On a pill and half with my partner Dro Dro
Bumpin' Goodie Mob Soul Food 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 blades glistenin', and my 808

I my beat 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 my beat down 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 sit high and ya windows pitch black

I wear the crown under, man, somebody better tell 'em
'For I spit a hundred rounds and have everybody
I got some bitches in a Benz and my in the Chevy
And now we ridin' Giovanni's and Asani's on
If ya ever 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 on tuck
Ya think he ain't gettin' stuck, you got fucked up
A stiches in ya hip will have ya night fucked up
Will he live? Will he die? Guess he luck up
Meanwhile, I'm racin' my like a light for a buck
Against Lamborghini Gallardo time I get a car

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

I my beat down 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 high and ya windows black