Luyện nghe bài hát Gold

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

and cigarretes, last days, indigenous people
These are of young black millionaires
I am the voice of the meek and
The of success, I want y'all to get a whiff of this
On the move like slaves through the wilderness
I it, and still get invited to white Christmases
When I was born, wise men came to visit us
One a hustler, one a king, one a
They cracked the then started giving gifts
You from Chicago, we want you to deliver
the walking dead who the true and living is
Separate the fake who the real reals is
Hot tub time machine, back to the
Hats from stores to avoid syphilis
spending, drunk nights with storybook endings
I it's my addiction to women
I was in France, in to see Hennessy
Writing my own scripts like I'm Williams
Now it's new beginnings like a born again
On the mic, victorious, story is

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

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

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