Luyện nghe bài hát My Cadillac

While riding in my
What to my

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

Slide to the bar to get me cold
Got a glass of 'cause I can't stay in mode
Put down my 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 I'm pullin' ya main woe
I'm chargin' for this game, I'm givin' you yo

Gotta line girls up in a soul train 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 rollin' ya fo'
ya mad I'm pushin' good
And pimped out tha side

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

Now when I hop off in tha Lac, I swerve tha
Just because I'm cheifin' dro and I'm heavy weigh
Keep tha hood 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 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 ain't got no shape

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

It'll all tha gates and 'cause heaven to shake
It not God man it's me, 'cause I destroyed tha
All because of this devious busta who to hate
When all he had to do was ask, instead he to take
So to all of that and keep my soul safe
I hop in my Lac and head tha other way

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

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

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

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

While in my Cadillac
What to my
While in my