Luyện nghe bài hát All Gold Everything (remix)

Verse 1 : all on my wrist, they all hate it like Chris
Got yo chick on my line, I swear I got her looking like fish
What you, What you, What you want, Ill you a dish
Taking your ma , she know I slick
And she gon lie and tell you she of it when truth is Im taking your chick
What you, What you, you know, Im one of a kind
I gold, you know its gon shine
Aint got no rolley all on my
But they ask, they know its my time
This my flow, fans know that
One time, and I go back
If you try to blow my high, Ill flash my John and tell yall that

I kill rappers ,they all
em fall back, or fall flat
Then I the crowd like nomads
Dance around while Im grabbing on my
Go fetch, Im dogging you on them
You farfetched ,you garbage
Im dumb cold, Im trill
But my future bright, like it went to
Hottest artist, in my
A problem, ye aint want no problems
If her body poppin, bring it to poppa
I be in them trees boy, I be a
You aint seein no dollars, you aint getting no
But we stuntin every time we come around Karma
Lyrical Alla, yo Kabala
You toddlers talking, like Yada
Hot like lava, cold ice water
Try to on me then Ill burn yo pajamas
Youngin in the game, dont you bout the age
Cause them know the name, yeah they just might holla
Im a G, my
2013, my year, dont care, Imma stack paper
So high, you can see it the sky
At the top, we gon pop, these
dollar scheme, BentNation be the team
Dont care you rate us
Cause you chicks wan us

Gold all on my
I swear my gon be rich
high from the sky, while you guys stuck in a ditch
Yeah Im aiming up for the sky, and I pray to God that I do not
And I swear to God, theres no this
And I swear to God, theres no this

Bent!