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Top Back

T.I.28 Mar 2006

Top Back Lyrics

 

I like my beat down low... I like my top let back...

Haaaa... Mannie Fresh I got you ni**a

 

I'm gonna show these niggaz what to do with one of your beats

I'm shutting the whole block down

 

Here comes trouble homey

 

I'ma tell you how the king like to ride homeboy

I like my beat down low and my top let back

Can see me riding 24's with a chopper in the back

Ya like ya Kenwood hot and ya top let back

 

If ya rims sit high and ya windows pitch black

I like my beat down low and my top let back

Can see me riding 24's with a chopper in the back

Ya like ya Kenwood hot and ya top let back

If ya rims sit high and ya windows pitch black

I'm the man in my city ain't nobody f**king wit me

You can ask the real niggaz and all the bad b**ches

I'm a known drug dealer I always have 50's

 

And the thugs and the killers was all in class wit me

SS'S on 26's watching some television

Shorty I'm never slipping got the berretta in vision

And ready to pop the clip in' ready to get to tripping

Ready to show these folks a celebrity pistol whipping

Pimp stolen' the automobile and the roof for the tag missing

 

Polices' try to pursue me it's nothing but gas given

Addicted to fast living' guess I'm one of my dad's children

Think I'm bad now shoulda seen me before I had children

Give dick to ya daddy's daughter and dare her to have children?

Hope he got some insurance 'cause death her a** is enduring?

Kill her in Mississippi and drive her a** to Missouri

Still my wet paint drippin' while I'm woodgrain gripping

I like my beat down low and my top let back

Can see me riding 24's with a chopper in the back

Ya like ya Kenwood hot and ya top let back

If ya rims sit high and ya windows pitch black

 

Can see me riding 24's with a chopper in the back

Ya like ya Kenwood hot and ya top let back

If ya rims sit high and ya windows pitch black

 

I got this Pimp Squad Click I know you heard about us

Young niggaz filthy rich and we ain't worried bout much

 

On this glock I clutch In God I trust

If a f**k ni**a start bet his heart I bust

Got ya partners and the broad in ya car f**ked up

What' ya under estimation thought a star wouldn't bust

 

I got the heart and the guts on this purp I blow

Move ten bricks daily tryin' to twerk five mo

Ya see the Cadillac swerving down Hollywood Road

On the flyest Spur in Cali f**king Hollywood Ho's

On a pill and half with my partner Young Dro

Bumping Goodie Mob Soul Food number fo

Other rappers' old dudes told dudes I'ma pro

With a loaded fo fo and a quarter brick of blow

(Hey) ni**a don't you hit me less you buying 6 or mo

My 24 blades glistening and my 808 kicking

I like my beat down low and my top let back

Can see me riding 24's with a chopper in the back

Ya like ya Kenwood hot and ya top let back

If ya rims sit high and ya windows pitch black

I like my beat down low and my top let back

Can see me riding 24's with a chopper in the back

Ya like ya Kenwood hot and ya top let back

If ya rims sit high and ya windows pitch black

I wear the crown down under man somebody better tell 'em

 

'For I spit a hundred rounds and have everybody bailing

I got some b**ches in a Benz and my partners in the Chevy

And now we riding Giovanni's and Asani's on Pirellis

If ya ever think ya trying to run up on me just forget it

The clip in the chopper long as ya leg and leave ya shredded

Pistol way in the truck got my knife on tuck

Ya think he ain't getting stuck you got life f**ked up

A couple stitches in ya hip will have ya night f**ked up

Will he live? Will he die? Guess he might luck up

Meanwhile I'm racing my Ferarri like a light for a buck

Against Lamborghini Gallardo everytime I get a car...

I like my beat down low and my top let back

Can see me riding 24's with a chopper in the back

Ya like ya Kenwood hot and ya top let back

If ya rims sit high and ya windows pitch black

I like my beat down low and my top let back

Can see me riding 24's with a chopper in the back

Ya like ya Kenwood hot and ya top let back

If ya rims sit high and ya windows pitch black

Hey...

 

 

 

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