Luyện nghe bài hát Cadillac Pimpin'

YOUNGBLOODZ (f/ Cutty)

Pimpin'

[Chorus:
I'm chillin, spinnin
No Bentley's, pimpin
I'm cruisin, choosin
That's 'cause I'm Cadillac pimpin
Spoke spinnin, grillin
Liquor spillin, pimpin
Keep ridin, car
That's cool 'cause I'm Cadillac

Now as I grip and dive, I on to keep a high
In the sky, as I emphasize the right to
With these you under heard I swerve through a blur
Dodging fuck niggaz who figure we outta splurge
And if happen to the nerve, see homeboy you made a choice
For the crime you standing on and walking on is poise
Plus the we pimpin so slightly you been slippin
On how it goes when these ties begin to grippin
And shiftin and whole to the spot where hoes shakin
I'm quakin, ridin on out - am I gon it?
And pimp fool like niggaz gataz without no chaperone
So see, we been doing this way back long
'92, aqua blue, on thangs we roll
With a cup full of liquor blowing on swole
So let's ride til we can't ride no damn
We pimpin hard see my nigga fa sho'

[Sean
Sure be white but I called it to go
your boy Sean Paul, baby tell 'em the truth
So roll Old with the two door coup
All platinum with the fifth wheel too
And give truth to these suckas something
a 'Lac like a true playa 'posed to do
Old school, slant back with a too
Tan wit some bows like a poster boo
Old school, gold chain, still grippin the
Show a in my jeans, stay ahead of the game
Got a, piece on my grill, off in the back
And got so hoes had to change up my 'Lac
All day I know how to act
Got this game down pat, sure be the track
Get money from these hoes and see how they react
Show 'em how a real nigga down like that

[Sean
I got a 'Lac with a rag, Baton top
Diamond cut interior, 15's the
I'ma be a nigga from the ATL
y'all hell, eyes and the playa can sell
When you see me in the street, at me playa
My bitch got duke, e, rose and wine, boo as as hell
Through the strip'll die, only time'll tell
To be in, it's Cadillac wheel

Say what, gather round for two door show
We let the go, rillin in the Eldorado
We through the spot to see which hoes gon follow
'cause we get cool and passin rounds of bottle
With a gloss so clean, I put this in throttle
For we out and in the wind like roscoe
So you gonna know us when you see us when we ride on by
'cause this shit'll never end through the eyes of my

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