Luyện nghe bài hát Black Cadillac

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

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

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

Ride, slide, low
Black Cadillac, on them spokes
Ride, slide, control
Black Cadillac, on hunnit spokes
What you gonna do when the shit down?
Six misfits through your 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 a pimp parade
in liquor till 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 shit true?"
And I give a fuck about 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
still murdering so thanks for asking
Too damn to get caught up in the cavities

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

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

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

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

All on me, you can call me Makaveli
We give 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 you how to win, we do it for the kids

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