Luyện nghe bài hát White Walls

1]
I wanna be free, I wanna just
my Cadillac, that is my sh*t
And I throw it up (I throw 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 drippin' shining like my (umbrella)
I ain't got (no oh)
But I'm on those
those big white walls, round them hundred spokes
Old school like old English in brown paper bag
I'm rolling in that whip that my granddad had
Hello haters, damn mad
30k on the Caddy, now how rap is that? (oh)

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

2]
Man I'm lounging in sh*t Bernie Mac would've been proud of
Looking down from heaven damn that's stylish
Smilin', pay attention to the mileage
Can I hit the I'm legally going 120
Easy weaving in and out of the
They catch me, I'm smashing
I'm ducking bucking out here
I'm lookin' f*ckin' fantastic, I am up in a
Now I know what it's like under the lights
Riding into the night, over the bridge
The same one we 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 tell you about either
But I really wanted a so I put in the hours
And roll on to the dealer
And I the car I dreamed of, got a problem with this geezer?
Got the in and as I was leaving I started screaming

[Hook:
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 so bright

[Verse 3: Q]
Backwoods and
White hoes in the snorting coke
She doing after line like she's writing rhymes
I had it hella my love, tryna my mind
Cadillac pimpin', my was on
14, I his keys, me and my n*ggas was gone
portions of his liquor, water in the Patron
Rather smiling I won the f*cking lottery homes
(F*ckin' homes)
Tires with the on it in the 4-2
and mayonnaise, keeping the buns on 'em
My dogs out the window
as whoosh, f*ckin' like we ball
Tryna em all, kill the f*ckin' 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 tryna hypnotize
Grip the leather wheel while I grip the thighs
See the stuck up in her eyes
Maybe she like the or did she like the smoke?
Girl does she it low?
This sh*t a Coupe de Ville so you'll 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

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

I Got that Cadillac, midnight drive
Got that gas pedal, leaning back, my time
I'm rolling out, off, letting in sky
I shine, the city never so bright