Luyện nghe bài hát Top Back

Creme de la creme homie, top shelf ya
I like my 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
Ay holla if ya like ya beat low, down 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, down low, 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 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 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'm the man in my city, ain't nobody fuckin' me
You can ask the real and all the bad bitches
I'm a known drug I always have fifties
And the thugs and the killers was all in wit' me
SS's on twenty-sixes, watchin' television
Shorty, I'm never slippin', got the berretta in
And ready to pop the clip in, to get to trippin'
Ready to these 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 children
Think I'm bad now, you should a seen me before I had
Give to ya daddy's daughter and they oughta have children
Hope he got some insurance 'cause I definitely some endurance
Kill her in Mississippi and drive her ass to
my wet pet drippin' while I'm woodgrain grippin'

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 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 hot and ya top let back
If ya sit high and ya windows pitch black

I got this Pimp Squad I know you heard about us
niggaz 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 and the broad in ya car fucked up
ya under estimation thought a star wouldn't bust
I got the heart and the guts on this perp I
Move ten bricks daily, tryin' to twerk mo'
Ya see the Cadillac swervin' down Road
On the flyest in Cali, fuckin' Hollywood hos
On a pill and half my partner Young Dro Dro
Bumpin' 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 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 a chopper in the back
Ya like ya hot and ya top let back
If ya rims sit high and ya windows black

I like my 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 sit high and ya windows pitch black

I wear the down under, man, somebody better tell 'em
I spit a hundred rounds and have everybody bailin'
I got bitches in a Benz and my partners in the Chevy
And now we ridin' Giovanni's and Asani's on
If ya think ya tryin' to run up on me, just forget 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 ya night fucked up
Will he live? Will he die? he might luck up
Meanwhile, I'm racin' my Ferarri 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 pitch black

I my beat 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 and ya windows pitch black