Luyện nghe bài hát White Walls

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

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

2]
Man I'm lounging in some sh*t Bernie Mac would've been of
Looking down 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 them out
I'm f*ckin' 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 walked as kids
Knew I'd have a whip but one like this
Old school, old school, paint, two seater
Yea, I'm from Seattle, there's Honda Civics
I tell you about paint either
But I really wanted a so I put in the hours
And roll on over to the
And I found the car I dreamed of, got a problem this geezer?
Got the keys in and as I was leaving I started

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

3: Schoolboy Q]
and dope
White in the backseat snorting coke
She doing line after line she's writing rhymes
I had it my love, tryna blow my mind
Cadillac pimpin', my was on
14, I stole his keys, me and my n*ggas was
Stealin' portions of his liquor, water in the
Rather smiling like I won the f*cking lottery
(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, f*ckin' like we
Tryna f*ck em all, kill the wimps
See what's poppin' at the mall, a bad b*tch
Slap her with my palms
You can smoke the pussy, I was down the walls
I'm awe,some
Swear these eyes tryna
Grip the leather steering while I grip the thighs
See the lust up in her eyes
Maybe she the ride or did she like the smoke?
does she want it low?
This sh*t a Coupe de Ville so you'll know
So we cool with n*ggas, my f*ck the limit
Got a window tinted for showing in it
Slice off the gas is finished, Q

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

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 looked so bright