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Written by：Byron O. Thomas/Clifford J. Harris/Jay W. Jenkins

Creme de la creme homie top shelf ya know

I like 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 back

Ay holla if ya like ya 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 back

Ay holla if ya like ya 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 back

I like my beat down low and my top let back

Can see me ridin' twenty fours 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 ridin' twenty fours 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 wit' me

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

I'm a known drug dealer I always have fifties

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

Ss's on twenty sixes watchin' some television

Shorty I'm never slippin' got the berretta in vision

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

Ready to show these folks a celebrity pistol whippin'

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

Polices try to pursue me it's nothin' but gas given

Addicted to fast livin' yes I'm one of my dad's children

Think I'm bad now you should a seen me before I had children

Give dick to ya daddy's daughter and they oughta have children

Hope he got some insurance 'cause I definitely have some endurance

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

Still my wet pet drippin' while I'm woodgrain grippin'

I like my beat down low and my top let back

Can see me ridin' twenty fours 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 ridin' twenty fours 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 punk ni**a start bet his heart I bust

Got ya partners and the broad in ya car up

What ya under estimation thought a star wouldn't bust

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

Move ten bricks daily tryin' to twerk five mo'

Ya see the cadillac swervin' down hollywood road

On the flyest bird in cali Hollywood Hos

On a pill and half with my partner young dro dro

Bumpin' goodie mob soul food number fo'

Other rappers' old dudes told dudes I'm a pro

With a loaded and a quarter brick of blow

Hey ni**a don't you hit me 'less you buyin' six or mo'

My twenty four blades glistenin' and my 808 kickin'

I like my beat down low and my top let back

Can see me ridin' twenty fours 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 ridin' twenty fours 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 bailin'

I got some b**ches in a benz and my partners in the chevy

And now we ridin' giovanni's and asani's on pirellis

If ya ever think ya tryin' 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 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 might luck up

Meanwhile I'm racin' my ferarri like a light for a buck

Against Lamborghini Gallardo every time I get a car

I like my beat down low and my top let back

Can see me ridin' twenty fours 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 ridin' twenty fours 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