Luyện nghe bài hát White Walls

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

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

Man I'm lounging in some shit Mac would've been proud of
Looking down from heaven damn that's stylish
Smilin', don't pay to the mileage
Can I hit the freeway? I'm legally 120
Easy weaving in and out of the
They catch me, I'm smashing
I'm ducking bucking them out
I'm like go fuckin their tastic, I am up in a
Now I what it's like under the city lights
Riding into the night, driving over the
The same one we walked as kids
I'd have a whippin' but never one like this
Old school, old school, Candy paint, two
Yea, I'm from Seattle, There's Honda Civics
I couldn't you about paint either
But I really want a Ducati so I put in the
And roll on to the dealer
And I the car, junior, problem with this geezer
Got the keys in and as I was leaving I started

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

Backwoods and
White in the backseat snorting coke
She doing 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
Sendin' of his liquor, water in the Patron
Rather smiling like I won the fucking lottery
(Fuckin' homes)
Tires with the on it in the 4-2
Most of the mayonnaise, the buns on 'em
My dogs out the window
Young as whoosh, fuckin we ball
Tryna fuck em all, the fuckin wimps
See poppin' at the mall, meet a bad bitch
Slap her booty with my palms, you can smoke the pussy, I was tearing the walls
I'm off
Son, swear eyes tryna hypnotize
Grip the leather steering wheel while I grip the
See the stuck up in her eyes, maybe she like the ride or did she like the smoke?
Or does she want it low? This shit a Coupe de Ville so never know
So we cool with niggas, my nigga fuck the
Got a tinted for showing gangstas in it
off when the gas is finished, Q

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

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