Luyện nghe bài hát Antique Gold

[Verse 1: Chester
Antique gold on my neck,
Antique gold on my chick,
I my gold tucked, no flex
Might put antique gold on my
All and a ball cap, got Adidas on
Little nigga grew up, back, I don't see you, homie, chill
I've been on my shit
L'Orange hit me up, me "broadie, kill shit"
So I guess I'm like a mercenary
Think about it, man, it's of scary
So much, I ugly, man, I'm feeling 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

[Hook: Chester
I'm way too antique, way too
I guess I'm too antique,
I'm way too antique, way too
I guess I"m too antique,

[Verse 2: Mr.
(Antique)
Antique gold on my (down)
Antique up in my mind (down)
I keep the tucked, no flex
Maybe 'cause antique is by design
Brother, I was told that if I gold
It would date me back to the first black man
Now me rocking at a slave auction
I can't speak, I'm the new
My face and my hands needed
All these of America are so damn sweet
If you believe in fairytales you fit in to the fold
In the mold of that old antique
Enrolled in the death mill, gets real
A lot of people out upset still
But what the fuck are you going to do when they you
A whole full of dreams and it's picking up steam?
Tricks up our sleeves and as you can see
your auntie and tell her we antique

[Hook: Chester
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,