Luyện nghe bài hát Gold

So we it to this same end of the road
And we picked up lots of and pots of gold
How I made it out with my

and cigarretes, last days, indigenous people
These are adventures of young black
I am the voice of the and underprivileged
The smell of success, I y'all to get a whiff of this
On the like black slaves through the wilderness
I write it, and get invited to white Christmases
When I was born, three men came to visit us
One a hustler, one a king, one a
They cracked the bottle then started gifts
You from Chicago, we you to deliver this
Show the walking dead who the and living is
Separate the from who the real reals is
Hot tub machine, back to the Sybaris
Hats from stores to avoid syphilis
Frivolous spending, drunk nights with storybook
I guess it's my to women
I was in France, in to see blending
my own scripts like I'm Tennessee Williams
Now new beginnings like a born again Christian
On the mic, victorious, story is

I'm sitting at the top, I'm not
I'm standing here my soul

Feed our with two fish and five loaves
Teach a man to cook it for
My dad it rained on my arrival
Now a storm of the brain make these guys drive
Like I was 5-0, but my creed's
On the and roll with the coldest live show
For those before I came, I made the cry for 'em
gymnast, you set the bar low
This is the Kilimandjaro, like Twitter you can
It may be hard to read like
on the walls of Cairo, check my youth revival
Truth inside flow, I stand Em did with Dido
parties, any live yo
Is libel to get banged things that rival tribal slang
From the pride we'll reign, kill the game and it die slow
Ali MC, I for more than the title
idol

So we made it to same end of the road
And we picked up lots of chicks and of gold
How I made it out with my