Luyện nghe bài hát White Walls

I be free, I wanna just 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 slow (slow motion)
In my paint wet drippin shorty like my (Umbrella)
I got 24's (No oh)
But I'm on those
That's those big walls, round them hundred spokes
Old school like old English in that brown 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 that off-black Cadillac, midnight
Got that gas pedal, leaning back, my time
I'm that roof 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 heaven like damn that's stylish
Smilin', pay attention to the mileage
Can I hit the I'm legally going 120
Easy in and out of the traffic
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 under the city lights
into the night, driving over the bridge
The one we walked across as kids
Knew I'd a whippin' but never one like this
Old school, old school, Candy paint, two
Yea, I'm Seattle, There's hella Honda Civics
I tell 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 screaming

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

and dope
White in the backseat snorting coke
She doing after line like she's writing rhymes
I had it hella my love, tryna blow her
pimpin', my uncle was on
14 years out so me and my niggas was gone
Sendin' portions of his liquor, water in the
Rather smiling 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 wimps
See what's at the mall, meet a bad bitch
Slap her booty my palms, you can smoke the pussy, I was tearing down the walls
I'm off
Son, swear eyes tryna hypnotize
Grip the leather 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 it low? This shit a Coupe de Ville so you'll never know
So we cool niggas, my nigga fuck the limit
Got a tinted for showing gangstas in it
Slice off the gas is finished, Q

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

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