Luyện nghe bài hát My Cadillac

While in my Cadillac
to my surprise

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

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

Gotta line these up in a soul train row
I hit tha V.I.P. just to get my blown
Do I see Mista G he got fire dro
All tha hataz in tha club what ya rollin' ya fo'
'Cause ya mad I'm pushin'
And pimped out tha door

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

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

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

It'll open all tha gates and 'cause to shake
It not God man it's me, 'cause I tha place
All because of devious busta who tried to hate
When all he had to do was ask, he tried 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
to my surprise
While riding in my
What to my

It's about 2:45 and we at tha red
Looked in my mirror, and saw some lights
Now any other it would be aight
But tha done checked around when ya on tha west side
Put my to tha flo, doin' bout eighty five
Hit Fairview, to Riverside
They us kinda close, so hell I bust a ride
Ran on tha curb and scrubbed my tire

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

up in tha cut so they can pass us by
Get down in yo seat and get off tha light
They pulled up in tha and blocked us from behind
He was laughin' so hard it sounded like a
He listen hey Dirty, why you tryna hide
I was tryna tell ya Cadillac is tight

While riding in my
to my surprise
While in my