Luyện nghe bài hát Antique Gold

[Verse 1: Chester
gold on my neck, down
Antique on my chick, down
I keep my tucked, no flex
Might put gold on my friends
All black and a cap, got Adidas on
Little grew up, fall 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 something a mercenary
about it, man, it's kind of scary
So much, I love ugly, man, I'm feeling
I take my girl out to the lake, but she
And I'm rubbing on her thighs, dank, but fuck it
I wanna own an out [?] I'm too antique

[Hook: 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 gold up in my (down)
I keep the tucked, no flex
Maybe 'cause antique gold is by
Brother, I was told if I rocked gold
It would me back to the first black man sold
Now me rocking at a slave auction
I speak, I'm the new antique
My face and my hands needed
All these of America are so damn sweet
If you believe in fairytales then you fit in to the
In the of that old antique gold
Enrolled in the mill, life gets real
A lot of people out here upset
But what the fuck are you going to do they offer you
A whole hand full of dreams and it's picking up
up our sleeves and gold as you can see
Call your auntie and her we antique

[Hook: 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