Luyện nghe bài hát White Walls

1]
I wanna be free, I just live
my Cadillac, that is my sh*t
And I it up (I throw that up)
That's what it is (that's it is)
In my C A D I L L A C (biatch)
see me through my tint (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 Vogues
That's those big white walls, them hundred spokes
Old school like old in that brown paper bag
I'm rolling in that same that my granddad had
Hello haters, y'all 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, off, letting in sky
I shine, the city never so bright (bright bright)

2]
Man I'm lounging in some sh*t Bernie Mac been proud of
Looking down from heaven damn that's stylish
Smilin', don't pay attention to the
Can I hit the freeway? I'm going 120
weaving in and out of the traffic
They catch me, I'm smashing
I'm ducking them out here
I'm lookin' f*ckin' fantastic, I am up in a
Now I know it's like under the city lights
into the night, driving over the bridge
The same one we across as kids
Knew I'd a whip but never 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 Caddy so I put in the
And on over to the dealer
And I found the car I dreamed of, got a problem this geezer?
Got the in and as I was leaving I started screaming

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

[Verse 3: Q]
and dope
White in the backseat snorting coke
She line after line like she's writing rhymes
I had it my love, tryna blow my mind
Cadillac pimpin', my was on
14, I his keys, me and my n*ggas was gone
Stealin' 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
Mustard and mayonnaise, keeping the on 'em
My dogs hanging out the
Young as whoosh, like we ball
Tryna f*ck em all, the f*ckin' wimps
See what's poppin' at the mall, a bad b*tch
Slap her booty my palms
You can the pussy, I was tearing down the walls
I'm awe,some
Swear these eyes hypnotize
Grip the leather wheel while I grip the thighs
See the lust stuck up in her
Maybe she like the ride or did she the smoke?
does she want it low?
This sh*t a Coupe de Ville so you'll know
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

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

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