Luyện nghe bài hát White Walls

I wanna be free, I wanna just
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 through my (Nah ah)
I'm riding slow (slow motion)
In my wet drippin shorty like my 24's (Umbrella)
I ain't got (No oh)
But I'm on those
That's those big white walls, round hundred spokes
Old school like old English in that brown bag
I'm in that same whip that my granddad had
Hello haters, y'all mad
30k on the Caddy, now how rap is that?

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

Man I'm lounging in some Bernie Mac would've been proud of
Looking down from heaven damn that's stylish
Smilin', don't pay to the mileage
Can I hit the freeway? I'm going 120
Easy in and out of the traffic
They catch me, I'm smashing
I'm ducking them out here
I'm like go fuckin their tastic, I am up in a
Now I know what it's under the city lights
Riding the night, driving over the bridge
The same one we walked across as
I'd have a whippin' but never one like this
Old school, old school, Candy paint, two
Yea, I'm from Seattle, There's Honda Civics
I couldn't tell you paint either
But I really a Ducati so I put in the hours
And roll on to the dealer
And I found the car, junior, problem this geezer
Got the keys in and as I was leaving I started

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

Backwoods and
White hoes in the backseat snorting
She doing line after line like she's rhymes
I had it hella my love, blow her mind
pimpin', my uncle was on
14 years out so excuse me and my was gone
portions of his liquor, water in the Patron
Rather smiling like I won the fucking lottery
(Fuckin' homes)
with the spokes on it in the 4-2
Most of the mayonnaise, the buns on 'em
My dogs hanging out the
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
Grip the leather steering wheel while I grip the
See the lust stuck up in her eyes, maybe she the ride or did she like the smoke?
Or does she want it low? This shit a Coupe de Ville so you'll know
So we cool with niggas, my nigga fuck the
Got a window tinted for showing in it
Slice off the gas is finished, Q

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

Got that 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