Luyện nghe bài hát My Cadillac

While riding in my
What to my

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

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

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

While in my Cadillac
to my surprise
While in my Cadillac
to my surprise

Now when I hop off in tha Lac, I swerve tha
Just because I'm 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
Pull my way down tha block 'cause it's more money to
And I got some mo cookie dough I need to bake
But you can buy a bag of and I betcha 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 wanna taste
'Cause they say that mine taste like baked potato and
Well excuse me if I done 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 that cause tha Earth to quake

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

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

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

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

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

While riding in my
What to my
While in my