Luyện nghe bài hát White Walls

I wanna be free, I just live
Inside my Cadillac, is my shit
And I throw it up (I that up)
what it is (That's what it is)
In my C A D I L L A C (biatch)
Can't see me my tints (Nah ah)
I'm riding slow (slow motion)
In my wet drippin shorty like my 24's (Umbrella)
I got 24's (No oh)
But I'm on Vogues
That's big white walls, round them hundred spokes
Old school like old English in that paper bag
I'm rolling in that same whip my granddad had
Hello haters, Damn mad
30k on the Caddy, now how backpack rap is

I Got off-black Cadillac, midnight drive
Got that gas pedal, leaning back, taking my
I'm that roof off, letting in sky
I shine, the city looked so bright

Man I'm lounging in some shit Bernie Mac would've proud of
Looking down heaven like damn that's stylish
Smilin', don't pay to the mileage
Can I hit the I'm legally going 120
Easy in and out of the traffic
They cannot me, I'm smashing
I'm bucking them out here
I'm go fuckin their tastic, I am up in a classic
Now I know what it's like the city lights
Riding into the night, over the bridge
The same one we across as kids
Knew I'd a whippin' but never one like this
Old school, old school, Candy paint, two
Yea, I'm from Seattle, There's hella Civics
I couldn't you about paint either
But I really a Ducati so I put in the hours
And roll on over to the
And I found the car, junior, problem with this
Got the keys in and as I was I started screaming

I got off-black Cadillac, midnight drive
Got gas pedal, leaning back, taking my time
I'm blowin' that roof off, in sky
I shine, the city looked so bright

and dope
White hoes in the backseat snorting
She line after line like she's writing rhymes
I had it my love, tryna blow her mind
pimpin', my uncle was on
14 years out so excuse me and my was gone
portions of his liquor, water in the Patron
Rather smiling I won the fucking lottery homes
(Fuckin' homes)
Tires with the on it in the 4-2
Most of the mayonnaise, keeping the on 'em
My dogs hanging out the
Young as whoosh, like we ball
Tryna fuck em all, kill the fuckin
See what's at the mall, meet a bad bitch
her booty with my palms, you can smoke the pussy, I was tearing down the walls
I'm off
Son, these eyes tryna hypnotize
Grip the leather wheel while I grip the thighs
See the lust up in her eyes, maybe she like the ride or did she like the smoke?
Or does she want it This shit a Coupe de Ville so you'll never know
So we cool with niggas, my nigga the limit
Got a window tinted for showing in it
Slice off the gas is finished, Q

Cadillac, midnight drive
Got that gas pedal, leaning back, my time
I'm blowin' that off, letting in sky
I shine, the never looked so bright

Got that Cadillac, midnight drive
Got that gas pedal, leaning back, taking my
I'm blowin' roof off, letting in sky
I shine, the never looked so bright