Luyện nghe bài hát White Walls

I be free, I wanna just live
my Cadillac, That is my shit
And I throw it up (I throw 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 real slow (slow motion)
In my paint wet drippin shorty like my (Umbrella)
I ain't got (No oh)
But I'm on Vogues
That's big white walls, round them hundred spokes
Old school like old in that brown paper bag
I'm rolling in that same whip my granddad had
haters, Damn y'all mad
30k on the Caddy, now how backpack rap is

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

Man I'm lounging in some shit Bernie Mac been proud of
Looking down from like damn that's stylish
Smilin', pay attention to the mileage
Can I hit the freeway? I'm legally 120
weaving in and out of the traffic
They catch me, I'm smashing
I'm ducking bucking out here
I'm like go fuckin tastic, I am up in a classic
Now I know what it's like the city lights
Riding 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, paint, two seater
Yea, I'm from Seattle, hella Honda Civics
I couldn't tell you paint either
But I really a Ducati so I put in the hours
And on over to the dealer
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 that gas pedal, leaning back, taking my
I'm blowin' that roof off, in sky
I shine, the city never so bright

and dope
White hoes in the backseat coke
She doing after line like she's writing rhymes
I had it hella my love, blow her mind
Cadillac pimpin', my was on
14 out so excuse me and my niggas was gone
Sendin' portions of his liquor, in the Patron
smiling like I won the fucking lottery homes
(Fuckin' homes)
Tires with the on it in the 4-2
of the mayonnaise, keeping the buns on 'em
My dogs out the window
as whoosh, fuckin like we ball
Tryna fuck em all, kill the fuckin
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 tryna hypnotize
Grip the leather steering wheel while I the thighs
See the lust stuck up in her eyes, maybe she like the ride or did she like the
Or does she want it low? This a Coupe de Ville so you'll never know
So we cool with niggas, my nigga fuck the
Got a window tinted for showing in it
off when the gas is finished, Q

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

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