Luyện nghe bài hát White Walls

I wanna be free, I wanna live
Inside my Cadillac, is my shit
And I throw it up (I throw up)
what it is (That's what it is)
In my C A D I L L A C (biatch)
see me through my tints (Nah ah)
I'm riding real (slow motion)
In my paint wet drippin shorty my 24's (Umbrella)
I got 24's (No oh)
But I'm on those
That's those big white walls, them hundred spokes
Old school like old English in brown paper bag
I'm rolling in that same whip that my had
Hello haters, Damn mad
30k on the Caddy, now how backpack rap is

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

Man I'm lounging in some Bernie Mac would've been proud of
down from heaven like damn that's stylish
Smilin', don't pay attention to the
Can I hit the freeway? I'm going 120
Easy weaving in and out of the
They cannot catch me, I'm
I'm bucking them out here
I'm like go fuckin tastic, I am up in a classic
Now I know what it's like under the lights
into the night, driving over the bridge
The same one we walked across as
Knew I'd have a but never one like this
Old school, old school, Candy paint, two
Yea, I'm from Seattle, There's Honda Civics
I tell you about paint either
But I want a Ducati so I put in the hours
And roll on over to the
And I found the car, junior, problem this geezer
Got the in and as I was leaving I started screaming

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

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

Off-black Cadillac, midnight
Got that gas pedal, leaning back, my time
I'm blowin' that roof off, in sky
I shine, the city never looked so

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