Luyện nghe bài hát All Gold Everything (remix)

Verse 1 : Gold all on my wrist, all hate it like Chris
Got yo chick hooked on my line, I swear I got her looking fish
What you, you, What 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 truth is Im taking your chick
What you, What you, you know, Im one of a kind
I rock gold, you know its gon
Aint got no all on my wrist
But when they ask, know its my time
This aint my flow, fans know
One time, and I go back
If you try to blow my high, Ill my John and tell yall hold that

I kill ,they all wack
Tell em fall back, or fall
Then I the crowd like nomads
Dance around while Im grabbing on my
Go fetch, Im dogging you on them
You ,you talking garbage
Im dumb cold, Im dumb
But my future bright, like it to Harvard
artist, in my genre
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 aint getting no
But we stuntin every we come around like Karma
Lyrical Alla, grab yo
You toddlers talking, Yada Yada
Hot like lava, cold like ice
Try to sleep on me then Ill burn yo
Youngin in the game, you worry bout the age
Cause them shorties know the name, yeah just might holla
Im a G, my
2013, my year, care, Imma stack this paper
So high, you can see it the sky
At the top, we gon pop, these
Million scheme, BentNation be the team
Dont what you rate us
Cause you chicks wan us

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

Bent!