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)
That's it is (That's what it is)
In my C A D I L L A C (biatch)
Can't see me my tints (Nah ah)
I'm real 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 those big walls, round them hundred spokes
Old school like old English in that brown bag
I'm rolling in same whip that my granddad had
Hello haters, y'all mad
30k on the Caddy, now how rap is that?

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

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 to the mileage
Can I hit the freeway? I'm legally 120
weaving in and out of the traffic
They cannot me, I'm smashing
I'm ducking bucking out here
I'm go fuckin their tastic, I am up in a classic
Now I know what it's under the city lights
Riding the night, driving over the bridge
The one we walked across as kids
Knew I'd have a but never one like this
Old school, old school, Candy paint, two
Yea, I'm from Seattle, There's hella Honda
I couldn't you about paint either
But I really want a Ducati so I put in the
And on over to the dealer
And I found the car, junior, problem with this
Got the keys in and as I was leaving I screaming

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

Backwoods and
hoes in the backseat snorting coke
She doing line after like she's writing rhymes
I had it hella my love, tryna her mind
pimpin', my uncle was on
14 years out so excuse me and my niggas was
Sendin' portions of his liquor, water in the
Rather smiling like I won the fucking 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 we ball
Tryna fuck em all, kill the fuckin
See what's poppin' at the mall, 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
the leather steering wheel while I grip the thighs
See the lust stuck up in her eyes, maybe she the ride or did she like 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 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 blowin' that roof off, in sky
I shine, the never looked so bright

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