Luyện nghe bài hát White Walls

1]
I wanna be free, I wanna live
my Cadillac, that is my sh*t
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)
Can't see me through my (nah ah)
I'm riding slow (slow motion)
In my paint wet shining like my 24's (umbrella)
I ain't got (no oh)
But I'm on those
That's those big walls, round them hundred spokes
Old like old English in that brown paper bag
I'm rolling in that same that my granddad had
haters, damn y'all mad
30k on the Caddy, now how backpack rap is (oh)

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

2]
Man I'm lounging in some sh*t Mac would've been proud of
Looking down from heaven like damn that's
Smilin', don't pay to the mileage
Can I hit the I'm legally going 120
Easy weaving in and out of the
They can't catch me, I'm
I'm ducking bucking them out
I'm lookin' fantastic, I am up in a classic
Now I know what it's under the city lights
Riding the night, driving over the bridge
The same one we across as kids
Knew I'd have a whip but never one like
Old school, old school, candy paint, two
Yea, I'm from Seattle, there's hella Honda
I couldn't tell you paint either
But I really wanted a Caddy so I put in the
And roll on to the dealer
And I the car I dreamed of, got a problem with this geezer?
Got the keys in and as I was I started screaming

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

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

[Hook:
Off-black Cadillac, midnight
Got that gas pedal, leaning back, taking my
I'm out, roof off, letting in sky
I shine, the city looked so bright

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