Luyện nghe bài hát Top Back

Creme de la creme homie, top shelf ya
I like my beat down low, down low, down low, down low, 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 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 beat down low, down low, down low, low, down low, down low, down 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 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 in the back
Ya ya Kenwood hot and ya top let back
If ya rims sit high and ya pitch black

I'm the man in my city, ain't fuckin' wit' me
You can ask the real and all the bad bitches
I'm a known dealer; I always 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 for the tag missin'
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 I had children
Give dick to ya daddy's daughter and oughta have children
Hope he got some insurance 'cause I have some endurance
Kill her in Mississippi and 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' 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 my beat down 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 high and ya windows black

I got this Pimp Squad Click; I know you heard us
Young niggaz rich, and we ain't worried 'bout much
On this I clutch
In God I trust, if a nigga start, bet his heart I bust
Got ya partners and the broad in ya car 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, tryin' to twerk mo'
Ya see the swervin' down Hollywood Road
On the bird in Cali, fuckin' Hollywood hos
On a pill and half with my Young Dro Dro
Bumpin' Goodie Mob 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 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 windows pitch

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 pitch

I wear the crown down under, man, better tell 'em
'For I a hundred rounds and have everybody bailin'
I got some bitches in a 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, just it
The clip in the chopper long as ya leg and leave ya
way in the truck, and my knife on tuck
Ya he ain't gettin' stuck, you got life fucked up
A couple stiches in ya hip will have ya fucked up
Will he Will he die? Guess he might luck up
Meanwhile, I'm racin' my Ferarri a light for a buck
Against Lamborghini every time 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 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 ya Kenwood hot and ya top let back
If ya rims sit high and ya windows black