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

I like my beat 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 windows pitch

I'm the man in my city, nobody fuckin' wit' me
You can ask the real niggas and all the bad
I'm a known drug dealer; I have fifties
And the and the killers was all in class wit' me
SS's on twenty-sixes, watchin' television
Shorty, I'm never slippin', got the berretta in
And to pop the clip in, ready to get to trippin'
Ready to show these a celebrity pistol whippin'
stolen' the automobile, and the roof for the tag missin'
Polices try to pursue me; it's nothin' but
to fast livin', yes, I'm one of my dad's children
Think I'm bad now, you should a me before I had children
Give dick to ya daddy's daughter and oughta have children
he got some insurance 'cause I definitely have some endurance
Kill her in and drive her ass to Missouri
Still my wet pet drippin' while I'm grippin'

I like my beat down low and my top let
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 pitch black

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

I got this Squad Click; I know you heard about us
Young niggaz filthy rich, and we ain't worried 'bout
On glock I clutch
In God I trust, if a nigga start, bet his heart I bust
Got ya partners and the in ya car fucked up
What ya under estimation thought a star wouldn't
I got the heart and the guts on this I blow
Move ten bricks daily, to twerk five mo'
Ya see the Cadillac swervin' Hollywood Road
On the flyest bird in Cali, fuckin' hos
On a and half with my partner Young Dro Dro
Goodie Mob Soul Food number fo'
Other rappers', old dudes, dudes I'm a pro
With a loaded fo' fo' and a 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 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 windows black

I my beat down low and my top let back
Can see me ridin' twenty-fours with a chopper in the
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 think ya to run up on me, just forget it
The clip in the chopper as ya leg and leave ya shredded
way in the truck, and my knife on tuck
Ya think he ain't stuck, you got life fucked up
A couple in ya hip will have ya night fucked up
Will he Will he die? Guess he might luck up
Meanwhile, I'm my Ferarri like a light for a buck
Against Lamborghini Gallardo time I get a car

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 rims sit high and ya windows pitch

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 and ya windows pitch black