Luyện nghe bài hát My Cadillac

While in my Cadillac
What to my

Young Shawty I'm the pimp, so you know my game
out my house, pink gators on my toes
Brush all my teeth 'cause my grill gold
hit tha club before they all close
Hop in the Lac, Fleet wood four
Twenty inch G's tha triple gold spokes
in the door with my pockets on swole
Limp across tha flo like of my legs broke

Slide to the bar to get me cold
Got a glass of Thunderbird I can't stay in mode
Put down my glass and hit tha flo
Don't get mad at me boy what you my hands for
If I want it I'm a get it ya know how my go
I at his belly I'm pullin' ya main woe
I'm for this game, I'm givin' you lames yo

Gotta line these girls up in a soul row
I hit tha V.I.P. just to get my mind
Do I see Mista G he got fire dro
All tha hataz in tha club what ya ya eyes fo'
ya mad I'm pushin' good
And out tha side door

While riding in my
to my surprise
While in my Cadillac
What to my

Now when I hop off in tha Lac, I tha interstate
Just I'm cheifin' dro and I'm smugglin' heavy weigh
Keep tha hood bout my G's and 'em off a K
And sip on till I start to hallucinate
Pull my way down tha block 'cause more money to make
And plus I got some mo dough I need to bake
But you can buy a bag of mine and I betcha you gonna be
'Cause tha soft ain't got no cut and tha wood got no shape

'Cause tha fiends run to me whenever they taste
'Cause they say that taste like baked potato and steak
excuse me if I done took all yo pay
'Cause I just set up and been workin' for one day
You say you rob me, well hell that's a mistake
'Cause I got atomic bombs that cause tha to quake

open all tha gates and 'cause heaven to shake
It not God man me, 'cause I destroyed tha place
All because of devious busta who tried to hate
When all he had to do was ask, instead he to take
So to stop all of that and keep my safe
I just hop in my Lac and head tha way

While in my Cadillac
What to my
riding in my Cadillac
What to my

It's about and we at tha red light
Looked in my mirror, and saw some lights
Now any other time it be aight
But tha group done checked around when ya on tha side
Put my foot to tha flo, bout eighty five
Hit Fairview, headed to
They behind us close, so hell I bust a ride
Ran on tha curb and scrubbed my tire

Man can't you mash tha gas and dash up out of
What ya talkin' bout, I'm a bill five
I could pick up mo on a ten speed bike
Oh you tryna joke, you better hope we die
Since we ain't packin' gats it seems we gotta
When I throw a left, you best to throw a

up in tha cut so they can pass us by
Get in yo seat and get off tha brake light
They pulled up in tha back and us from behind
He was so hard it sounded like a crime
He said listen hey Dirty, why you tryna
I was just tryna tell ya is tight

While in my Cadillac
to my surprise
While in my