Luyện nghe bài hát Black Cadillac

Ride, slide, low
Black Cadillac, on them hunnit
Ride, slide, smoke
Black Cadillac, on hunnit spokes
What you gonna do when the shit goes
Six rolling through your hometown
we ride, slide, so hit the floor
Black Cadillac, on them spokes

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

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

Ride, slide, low
Cadillac, on them hunnit spokes
Ride, slide, smoke
Cadillac, on them hunnit spokes
What you gonna do when the goes down?
Six misfits rolling through hometown

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

Roll up in the like a live grenade
And everyday we celebrate like a parade
Swimming in liquor the end of my days
Rolling Funny Man in a cloud of haze
Who knew I turn the trees blue?
You're sitting on the internet like "is this true?"
And I don't give a fuck your bad review
Till I pop out the screen a big "fuck you!"
Then hop in the and get to the blasting
Cut your dreams like the Hollywood casting
Except this is real, not acting
We're still murdering so thanks for
Too damn smart to get up in the cavities

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

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

What you gonna do when the shit goes
Six rolling through your hometown
we ride, slide, so hit the floor
Black Cadillac, on hunnit spokes

words you heard to spray the masses
Gas is lit quick, spark on the
The class is classic, lyrical
Got you bitches for the backstage passes
with the bosses, causing havoc
I'm filling in because they never gonna have it
So sad you're sad, bitch, so glad you have
Got pneumatic, emphatic Black shit
Got the cardiac kit, where's the party at,
Watch me a hat trick, joint on the glass tip
Got the room in the 'Velli

All eyes on me, you can me Makaveli
We don't give a fuck, we did
Hit you with the thunder where you stand, it's how we
Believe me when we do it, yeah, we 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 hunnit spokes
What you gonna do when the shit goes
Six misfits rolling through hometown
we ride, slide, so hit the floor
Black Cadillac, on them spokes