Luyện nghe bài hát Top Back (Remix)

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, 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 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 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 and ya windows pitch black

I'm the man in my city, ain't nobody fuckin' 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' some
Shorty, I'm slippin', got the berretta in vision
And ready to pop the clip in, ready to get to
Ready to show these folks a pistol whippin'
stolen' the automobile, and the roof for the tag missin'
Polices try to me; it's nothin' 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 insurance 'cause I definitely have some endurance
Kill her in and drive her ass to Missouri
Still my wet pet while I'm woodgrain grippin'

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 like my down low and my top let back
Can see me twenty-fours 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 got Pimp Squad Click; I know you heard about us
Young filthy 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 estimation thought a star wouldn't bust
I got the heart and the guts on this perp I
ten bricks daily, tryin' to twerk five mo'
Ya see the Cadillac down Hollywood Road
On the flyest bird in Cali, fuckin' hos
On a pill and with my partner Young 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 twenty-four blades glistenin', and my 808

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 pitch black

I wear the crown down under, man, better tell 'em
'For I spit a hundred and have everybody bailin'
I got some bitches in a 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, just it
The in the chopper long as ya leg and leave ya shredded
way in the truck, and my knife on tuck
Ya think he 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 my Ferarri like a light for a buck
Lamborghini Gallardo every time I get a car

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 high and ya pitch black

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