Luyện nghe bài hát Antique Gold

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

Chester Watson]
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 on my chest (down)
Antique gold up in my (down)
I the gold tucked, no flex
Maybe 'cause gold is by design
Brother, I was told if I rocked gold
It date me back to the first black man sold
Now picture me rocking at a auction
I speak, I'm the new antique
My face and my hands Mozambique
All these of America are so damn sweet
If you believe in then you fit in to the fold
In the mold of that old antique
Enrolled in the death mill, life gets
A lot of people out upset still
But what the are you going to do when they offer you
A hand full of dreams and it's picking up steam?
Tricks up our and gold as you can see
Call your auntie and tell her we

[Hook: Chester
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