Luyện nghe bài hát Black Cadillac

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

When the streets grow and my sight turns red
Got the grip-hold and a muzzle to your head
Yeah, talked, yeah, somebody said
Yeah, somebody's buried, yeah, dead
We found the white wolf in my white ball cap
Got your white ball and my Caddy's lab black
Got the all wrapped, devil hanging out the back
Now you're just a on the cemetery track
We and we load, we rock and we roll
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 bells? the end of your life
Someone's gotta and someone's gotta die
Here comes hell, redemption, right?

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Semi-automatic words you heard to spray the
Gas is lit quick, on the matchstick
The class is classic, lyrical
Got you bitches for the backstage passes
Rolling with the bosses, havoc
I'm just filling in they never gonna have it
So sad you're sad, bitch, so glad you this
Got pneumatic, emphatic Cadillac shit
Got the cardiac kit, the party at, trick?
Watch me pull a hat trick, on the glass tip
Got the room loud in the

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

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 through your hometown
'Cause we ride, slide, so hit the
Black Cadillac, on hunnit spokes