Luyện nghe bài hát White Walls

I wanna be free, I just live
my Cadillac, That is my shit
And I it up (I throw that 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 slow (slow motion)
In my wet drippin shorty like my 24's (Umbrella)
I got 24's (No oh)
But I'm on those
That's big white walls, round them hundred spokes
Old school like old English in brown paper bag
I'm in that same whip that my granddad had
haters, Damn y'all 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 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 heaven like damn stylish
Smilin', don't pay attention to the
Can I hit the freeway? I'm legally 120
Easy in and out of the traffic
They catch me, I'm smashing
I'm ducking them out here
I'm like go fuckin their tastic, I am up in a
Now I know what it's like under the lights
Riding into the night, over the bridge
The same one we walked as kids
Knew I'd have a whippin' but never one this
Old school, old school, paint, two seater
Yea, I'm from Seattle, There's hella Honda
I tell you about paint either
But I really want a Ducati so I put in the
And on over to the dealer
And I the car, junior, problem with this geezer
Got the in and as I was leaving I started screaming

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

and dope
White hoes in the snorting coke
She doing line after line like she's writing
I had it hella my love, tryna blow her
Cadillac pimpin', my was on
14 out so excuse me and my niggas was gone
Sendin' portions of his liquor, 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, the buns on 'em
My dogs out the window
Young as whoosh, fuckin we ball
Tryna fuck em all, kill the wimps
See what's poppin' at the mall, a bad bitch
Slap her booty with my palms, you can smoke the pussy, I was tearing the walls
I'm off
Son, these eyes tryna hypnotize
Grip the steering wheel while I grip the thighs
See the lust stuck up in her eyes, maybe she like the ride or did she the smoke?
Or does she want it This shit a Coupe de Ville so you'll never know
So we cool with niggas, my fuck the limit
Got a window tinted for gangstas in it
off when the gas is finished, Q

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

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