Luyện nghe bài hát Black Cadillac

Ride, slide, low
Cadillac, on them hunnit spokes
Ride, slide, control
Black Cadillac, on them hunnit
you gonna do when the shit goes down?
Six misfits rolling through your
we ride, slide, so hit the floor
Black Cadillac, on them hunnit

When the streets grow cold and my sight red
Got the grip-hold and a muzzle to your head
Yeah, somebody talked, yeah, said
Yeah, somebody's buried, yeah, dead
We found the wolf stuffed in my white ball cap
Got your white ball jacked and my Caddy's lab
Got the all wrapped, devil hanging out the back
Now you're just a story on the track
We lock and we load, we rock and we
We cock and we go, it's the show
You know I mean what I say, drop when we spray
It's too late to on Judgment Day
Hear bells? 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 through your hometown

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

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

Boo you off-stage, just another
And, sir, you know that we lack morality?
"Fuck, suck, dick, lick, man, we nasty"

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

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

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 with the bosses, causing
I'm just filling in because never gonna have it
So sad you're sad, bitch, so glad you have
Got pneumatic, emphatic 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 give a fuck, we never did
Hit you with the thunder 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
Cadillac, on them hunnit spokes
Ride, slide, smoke
Black Cadillac, on hunnit spokes
What you gonna do the shit goes down?
Six misfits through your hometown
we ride, slide, so hit the floor
Black Cadillac, on them hunnit