Luyện nghe bài hát All Gold Everything (remix)

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

I kill ,they all wack
em fall back, or fall flat
Then I move the crowd nomads
around while Im grabbing on my gonads
Go fetch, cause Im you on them
You farfetched ,you talking
Im dumb cold, Im trill
But my future bright, like it went to
Hottest artist, in my
A walking problem, ye aint want no
If her body poppin, bring it to poppa
I be in them trees boy, I be a
You aint seein no dollars, you getting no commas
But we stuntin every time we come around Karma
Lyrical Alla, yo Kabala
You toddlers talking, like Yada
Hot like lava, cold like ice
Try to sleep on me then Ill burn yo
Youngin in the game, dont you worry the age
Cause them shorties know the name, yeah they just holla
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, haters
dollar scheme, BentNation be the team
Dont what you rate us
you chicks wan date us

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

Bent!