Luyện nghe bài hát Top Back (Remix)

Creme de la creme homie, top ya know
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 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 like my top let back, let back, let back, let back, let back, let

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 pitch black

I like my beat 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 and ya windows pitch black

I'm the man in my city, ain't nobody wit' me
You can ask the real and all the bad bitches
I'm a known dealer; I always have fifties
And the thugs and the killers was all in class me
SS's on twenty-sixes, watchin' some
Shorty, I'm never slippin', got the berretta in
And to pop the clip in, ready to get to trippin'
to show 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 a seen me before I had children
Give dick to ya daddy's and they 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 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 like ya Kenwood hot and ya top let
If ya rims sit and ya windows pitch 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 rims sit high and ya windows pitch

I got this Pimp 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 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 daily, tryin' to twerk five mo'
Ya see the Cadillac down Hollywood 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'
Other rappers', old dudes, dudes I'm a pro
With a loaded fo' fo' and a quarter of blow
(Hey), nigga, you hit me 'less you buyin' six or mo'
My blades glistenin', and my 808 kickin'

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 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 in the back
Ya like ya Kenwood hot and ya top let
If ya rims sit high and ya pitch black

I wear the crown down under, man, somebody tell 'em
I spit a hundred rounds and have everybody bailin'
I got some bitches in a Benz and my partners in the
And now we ridin' and Asani's on Pirellis
If ya ever think ya tryin' to run up on me, just it
The in the chopper long as ya leg and leave 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 a light for a buck
Against Lamborghini every time I get a car

I my beat down low and my top let back
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 black

I my beat 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 high and ya windows black