Luyện nghe bài hát Top Back (Remix)

Creme de la creme homie, top shelf ya
I like my beat down low, down low, 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, 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, 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

I like my beat 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 like my down 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 and ya windows pitch black

I'm the man in my city, ain't nobody fuckin' 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 killers was all in wit' me
SS's on twenty-sixes, watchin' some
Shorty, I'm slippin', got the berretta in vision
And ready to pop the in, ready to get to trippin'
Ready to these folks a celebrity pistol whippin'
stolen' the automobile, and the roof for the tag missin'
Polices try to pursue me; it's nothin' but
Addicted to livin', yes, I'm one of my dad's 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 endurance
Kill her in Mississippi and drive her ass to
Still my wet pet drippin' while I'm grippin'

I like my beat 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 and ya windows pitch black

I like my 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 and ya windows pitch black

I got this Pimp Squad Click; I know you heard us
Young niggaz filthy rich, and we ain't worried 'bout
On this I clutch
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 thought a star wouldn't bust
I got the heart and the guts on perp 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 pill and half with my Young Dro Dro
Bumpin' Mob Soul Food number fo'
Other rappers', old dudes, told 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 glistenin', and my 808 kickin'

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 and ya windows pitch black

I my beat down low and my top let back
Can see me twenty-fours with a chopper in the back
Ya ya Kenwood hot and ya top let back
If ya rims sit high and ya pitch black

I wear the down under, man, somebody better tell 'em
'For I spit a rounds and have everybody bailin'
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 ya tryin' to run up on me, just forget it
The clip in the chopper long as ya leg and ya shredded
way in the truck, and my knife on tuck
Ya think he ain't gettin' stuck, you got life up
A couple stiches in ya hip will have ya night up
Will he live? Will he die? Guess he luck up
Meanwhile, I'm racin' my Ferarri like a light for a
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 hot and ya top let back
If ya sit high and ya windows pitch black

I like my 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 high and ya windows pitch