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, gold
Liquor spillin, pimpin
ridin, car slidin
That's cool 'cause I'm pimpin

Now as I grip and dive, I smoke on to a high
In the sky, as I emphasize the to reply
With these words you heard I swerve through a blur
Dodging these fuck niggaz who figure we outta
And if to have the nerve, see homeboy you made a choice
For the crime you on and walking on is getting poise
Plus the Cadillac's we pimpin so you been slippin
On really how it goes when ties begin to grippin
And shiftin and takin 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 from way back
'92, aqua blue, on them we roll
With a cup full of liquor blowing on swole
So let's ride til we can't no damn more
We Cadillac pimpin see my nigga fa sho'

[Sean
Sure be white but I called it to go
This boy Sean Paul, baby tell 'em the truth
So roll Old Fleetwood with the two door
All platinum bill with the wheel too
And give truth to suckas something overdue
Ride a 'Lac like a playa 'posed to do
Old school, slant back with a too
Tan gold wit some like a poster boo
Old school, gold chain, still grippin the
Show a crease in my jeans, ahead of the game
Got a, piece on my grill, diamonds off in the
And got so many hoes had to up my 'Lac
All day I don't how to act
Got this game down pat, sure be the track
Get some money from these and see how they react
Show 'em how a real nigga come down like

[Sean
I got a with a rag, Louie Baton top
Diamond cut interior, the knot
I'ma be a nigga from the ATL
y'all hell, eyes and the playa can sell
When you see me in the street, holla at me
My got duke, e, rose and wine, boo as fine as hell
the strip'll never die, only time'll tell
To be in, it's Cadillac wheel

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

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