Luyện nghe bài hát Antique Gold

[Verse 1: Chester
gold on my neck, down
Antique gold on my chick,
I my gold tucked, no flex
Might put gold on my friends
All black and a cap, got Adidas on
Little nigga grew up, back, I don't see you, homie, chill
I've on my chill shit
hit me up, told me "broadie, kill shit"
So I guess I'm something a mercenary
Think it, man, it's kind of scary
So much, I love ugly, man, I'm great
I take my out to the lake, but she driving
And I'm on her thighs, smoking dank, but fuck it
I own an island out [?] I'm too antique

Chester Watson]
I'm way too antique, way too
I guess I'm too antique,
I'm way too antique, way too
I I"m too antique, antique

[Verse 2: Mr.
(Antique)
gold on my chest (down)
Antique up in my mind (down)
I the gold tucked, no flex
Maybe antique gold is by design
Brother, I was told that if I gold
It would date me to the first black man sold
Now picture me rocking at a slave
I speak, I'm the new antique
My face and my hands Mozambique
All perks of America are so damn sweet
If you believe in fairytales then you fit in to the
In the mold of that old antique
in the death mill, life gets real
A lot of people out here still
But what the fuck are you going to do they offer you
A whole hand full of dreams and it's up steam?
up our sleeves and gold as you can see
Call your auntie and her we antique

Chester Watson]
I'm way too antique, way too
I I'm too antique, antique
I'm way too antique, way too
I guess I"m too antique,