Luyện nghe bài hát Top Back

Creme de la homie, top shelf ya know
I my beat down 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 ya 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 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

I like my beat 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 pitch

I like my beat 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'm the man in my city, ain't nobody fuckin' me
You can ask the niggas and all the bad bitches
I'm a drug dealer; I always have fifties
And the thugs and the killers was all in wit' me
on twenty-sixes, watchin' 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 these folks a celebrity whippin'
Pimp stolen' the automobile, and the roof for the tag
Polices try to me; it's nothin' but gas-given
Addicted to livin', yes, I'm one of my dad's children
Think I'm bad now, you should a seen me I had children
dick to ya daddy's daughter and they oughta have children
Hope he got some insurance 'cause I definitely have endurance
her in Mississippi 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 a chopper in the back
Ya ya Kenwood hot and ya top let back
If ya sit high and ya windows pitch black

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

I got this Pimp Squad Click; I you heard about us
Young niggaz rich, and we ain't worried 'bout much
On this glock I
In God I trust, if a punk nigga start, bet his heart I
Got ya partners and the broad in ya car up
What ya under estimation thought a wouldn't bust
I got the heart and the guts on this I blow
Move ten bricks daily, to twerk five mo'
Ya see the Cadillac swervin' down Hollywood
On the bird in Cali, fuckin' Hollywood hos
On a pill and with my partner Young Dro Dro
Bumpin' Mob Soul Food number fo'
rappers', old dudes, told dudes I'm a pro
With a loaded fo' fo' and a quarter brick of
(Hey), nigga, don't you hit me you buyin' 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' twenty-fours with a in the back
Ya ya Kenwood hot and ya top let back
If ya rims sit high and ya windows pitch

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

I the crown down under, man, somebody better tell 'em
'For I spit a rounds and have everybody bailin'
I got some bitches in a and my partners in the Chevy
And now we ridin' Giovanni's and on Pirellis
If ya ever think ya to run up on me, just forget it
The clip in the chopper long as ya leg and ya shredded
Pistol way in the truck, and my on tuck
Ya think he gettin' stuck, you got life fucked up
A couple stiches in ya hip have ya night fucked up
Will he live? Will he die? he might luck up
Meanwhile, I'm racin' my Ferarri like a for a buck
Lamborghini Gallardo every time I get a car

I like my down 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 sit high and ya windows 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 high and ya windows pitch