Luyện nghe bài hát White Walls

1]
I wanna be free, I wanna just
Inside my Cadillac, is my sh*t
And I throw it up (I 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 tint (nah ah)
I'm riding real (slow motion)
In my paint wet drippin' shining my 24's (umbrella)
I ain't got (no oh)
But I'm on those
That's those big white walls, them hundred spokes
Old school like old in that brown paper bag
I'm rolling in that whip that my granddad had
Hello haters, damn mad
30k on the Caddy, now how backpack rap is (oh)

Hollis]
I Got that off-black Cadillac, drive
Got gas pedal, leaning back, taking my time
I'm rolling out, roof off, in sky
I shine, the city looked so bright (bright bright)

2]
Man I'm lounging in some Bernie Mac would've been proud of
Looking from heaven like damn that's stylish
Smilin', don't pay to the mileage
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 bucking out here
I'm lookin' fantastic, I am up in a classic
Now I know what it's like under the lights
Riding into the night, driving over the
The same one we walked across as
Knew I'd have a whip but 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 wanted a Caddy so I put in the
And roll on over to the
And I found the car I of, got a problem with this geezer?
Got the keys in and as I was leaving I screaming

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

[Verse 3: Q]
and dope
White in the backseat snorting coke
She doing line after line she's writing rhymes
I had it hella my love, tryna my mind
Cadillac pimpin', my was on
14, I stole his keys, me and my was gone
Stealin' portions of his liquor, water in the
Rather smiling like I won the lottery homes
(F*ckin' homes)
Tires with the on it in the 4-2
Mustard and mayonnaise, keeping the on 'em
My dogs hanging out the
Young as whoosh, f*ckin' like we
Tryna f*ck em all, kill the f*ckin'
See what's at the mall, meet a bad b*tch
Slap her booty my palms
You can smoke the pussy, I was tearing down the
I'm awe,some
Swear these eyes hypnotize
Grip the leather steering wheel I grip the thighs
See the stuck up in her eyes
she like the ride or did she like the smoke?
Girl she want it low?
This sh*t a de Ville so you'll never know
So we with n*ggas, my n*gga f*ck the limit
Got a window tinted for gangstas in it
Slice off the gas is finished, Q

Hollis]
Off-black Cadillac, midnight
Got that gas pedal, leaning back, taking my
I'm rolling out, roof off, in sky
I shine, the city never so bright

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