Luyện nghe bài hát All Gold Everything (remix)

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

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

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

Bent!