Luyện nghe bài hát Top Back

Creme de la homie, top shelf ya know
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 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

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 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

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 high and ya windows pitch

I'm the man in my city, ain't nobody 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 class me
SS's on twenty-sixes, some television
Shorty, I'm slippin', got the berretta in vision
And ready to pop the in, ready to get to trippin'
Ready to show folks 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 dad's
I'm bad now, you should a seen me before I had children
Give dick to ya daddy's daughter and they have children
he got some insurance 'cause I definitely have some endurance
Kill her in Mississippi and drive her ass to
Still my wet pet while I'm woodgrain grippin'

I my beat down 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 black

I my beat down 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 pitch black

I got this Pimp Squad Click; I you heard about us
niggaz filthy rich, and we ain't worried 'bout much
On this glock I
In God I trust, if a nigga start, bet his heart I bust
Got ya partners and the broad in ya car up
ya under estimation thought a star wouldn't bust
I got the heart and the guts on this I blow
Move ten bricks daily, to twerk five mo'
Ya see the swervin' down Hollywood Road
On the bird in Cali, fuckin' Hollywood hos
On a pill and half with my partner Dro Dro
Bumpin' 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 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 sit high and ya windows pitch black

I like my beat down low and my top let
Can see me twenty-fours 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 the crown down under, man, somebody better tell 'em
'For I spit a hundred 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 to run up on me, just forget it
The clip in the chopper as ya leg and leave ya shredded
Pistol way in the truck, and my on tuck
Ya think he ain't stuck, you got life fucked up
A couple stiches in ya hip will have ya night up
Will he live? Will he Guess he might luck up
Meanwhile, I'm racin' my like a light 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' with a chopper 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 down low and my top let
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