Luyện nghe bài hát Top Back (Remix)

Creme de la creme homie, top ya know
I my beat 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 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, down low, down low, 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 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 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'm the man in my city, ain't nobody wit' me
You can ask the real niggas and all the bad
I'm a drug dealer; I always have fifties
And the thugs and the was all in class wit' me
SS's on twenty-sixes, some 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'
Pimp the automobile, and the roof for the tag missin'
Polices try to pursue me; it's nothin' but
Addicted to fast livin', yes, I'm one of my children
Think I'm bad now, you should a seen me before I had
dick to ya daddy's daughter and they oughta have children
Hope he got some insurance 'cause I definitely have some
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 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 pitch

I like my beat 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 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 'bout much
On glock 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 under estimation thought a star bust
I got the heart and the guts on perp I blow
ten bricks daily, tryin' to twerk five mo'
Ya see the Cadillac swervin' down Road
On the flyest bird in Cali, fuckin' hos
On a pill and half with my Young Dro Dro
Bumpin' Goodie Mob Soul Food fo'
rappers', old dudes, told dudes I'm a pro
With a loaded fo' fo' and a quarter of blow
(Hey), nigga, don't you hit me you buyin' six or mo'
My twenty-four glistenin', and my 808 kickin'

I my beat 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 pitch

I like my beat 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 high and ya windows black

I wear the down under, man, somebody better tell 'em
'For I spit a hundred rounds and everybody bailin'
I got some bitches in a Benz and my in the Chevy
And now we ridin' Giovanni's and on Pirellis
If ya ever think ya tryin' to run up on me, forget it
The clip in the long as ya leg and leave ya shredded
Pistol way in the truck, and my knife on
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 racin' my like a light for a buck
Against Gallardo every time I get a car

I like my beat 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 high and ya pitch black

I like my 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 sit high and ya windows pitch black