Luyện nghe bài hát Top Back

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

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 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 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 killers was all in class me
SS's on twenty-sixes, watchin' television
Shorty, I'm slippin', got the berretta in vision
And ready to pop the clip in, ready to get to
Ready to these folks 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 livin', yes, I'm one of my dad's children
I'm bad now, you should a seen me before I had children
Give dick to ya daughter and they oughta have children
Hope he got some insurance 'cause I definitely have some
Kill her in and drive her ass to Missouri
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 ya Kenwood hot and ya top let back
If ya rims sit high and ya windows 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 and ya windows pitch black

I got Pimp Squad Click; I know you heard about us
Young niggaz rich, and we ain't worried 'bout much
On this I clutch
In God I trust, if a punk nigga start, bet his 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
ten bricks daily, tryin' to twerk five mo'
Ya see the Cadillac swervin' down Hollywood
On the flyest bird in Cali, fuckin' hos
On a pill and half 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 brick of blow
(Hey), nigga, don't you hit me you buyin' six or mo'
My twenty-four blades glistenin', and my 808

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 my beat 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 high and ya pitch black

I the crown down under, man, somebody better tell 'em
'For I a hundred rounds and have everybody bailin'
I got some bitches in a Benz and my 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
Pistol way in the truck, and my knife on
Ya think he ain't gettin' stuck, you got life up
A couple stiches in ya hip will ya night fucked up
he live? Will he die? Guess he might luck up
Meanwhile, I'm racin' my Ferarri like a for a buck
Against Gallardo every time I get a car

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