Luyện nghe bài hát Black Cadillac

Ride, slide, low
Black Cadillac, on them hunnit
Ride, slide, control
Black Cadillac, on hunnit spokes
What you do when the shit goes down?
Six rolling through your hometown
'Cause we ride, slide, so hit the
Black Cadillac, on them spokes

When the streets grow cold and my sight red
Got the pistol and a muzzle to your head
Yeah, talked, yeah, somebody said
Yeah, buried, yeah, somebody's dead
We found the white stuffed in my white ball cap
Got your white ball and my Caddy's lab black
Got the gadgets all wrapped, hanging out the back
Now you're a story on the cemetery track
We lock and we load, we rock and we
We cock and we go, the Undead show
You know I what I say, better drop when we spray
too late to pray on Judgment Day
Hear those It's the end of your life
Someone's gotta live and someone's die
Here comes hell, redemption, right?

Now you're just a on a cold, blind night

Ride, slide, low
Black Cadillac, on them spokes
Ride, slide, control
Black Cadillac, on them spokes
What you gonna do when the shit down?
Six misfits rolling through hometown

we ride, slide, so hit the floor
Black Cadillac, on them hunnit

Roll up in the spot like a live
And everyday we celebrate like a pimp
in liquor till the end of my days
Rolling with Man in a cloud of haze
Who would've knew I the trees blue?
You're sitting on the internet like "is shit true?"
And I don't give a fuck about bad review
Till I pop out the screen a big "fuck you!"
hop in the backseat and get to the blasting
Cut down your dreams the Hollywood casting
Except this shit is real, not
We're still murdering so for asking
Too damn to get caught up in the cavities

Boo you off-stage, just another
And, sir, you don't that we lack morality?
"Fuck, suck, dick, lick, man, we nasty"

Ride, slide, low
Cadillac, on them hunnit spokes
Ride, slide, control
Black Cadillac, on hunnit spokes

What you gonna do when the goes down?
Six misfits rolling through hometown
'Cause we ride, slide, so hit the
Black Cadillac, on hunnit spokes

Semi-automatic words you heard to spray the
Gas is lit quick, on the matchstick
The class is classic, backflips
Got you bitches begging for the backstage
Rolling the bosses, causing havoc
I'm just filling in because they gonna have it
So sad you're sad, bitch, so glad you have
Got pneumatic, Black Cadillac shit
Got the cardiac kit, where's the party at,
Watch me pull a hat trick, joint on the tip
Got the loud in the 'Velli

All eyes on me, you can call me
We don't a fuck, we never did
Hit you with the where you stand, it's how we live
me when we do it, yeah, we fucking do it big
And if we show you how to win, we do it for the

Ride, slide, low
Black Cadillac, on them hunnit
Ride, slide, smoke
Black Cadillac, on them hunnit
What you gonna do when the goes down?
Six misfits rolling through hometown
'Cause we ride, slide, so hit the
Cadillac, on them hunnit spokes