Luyện nghe bài hát Gold

Everything is gold, is equal
on the porch just chillin', me and my people
Eyelids closed, gold sun on
The world's coated in the gold
Yea, and these days days
They run away
Gold tints, shades, that block out that haze
Take all the gold from the pawnshop that lives behind the
And get to it away
My erupted from volcano's in the heavens
And every shrine that in time melting
Tombs open, Dookie Ropes on the
When everything is gold, who about the carats?
They say gold's the skin of the gods
You can't take the band there when gone
Now I'll tip over that kiosk in the
As the sunset into tomorrow

Today we're like gold, five hundred thousand sold
Rick Gold, row fun, hella cold
And we stay fresh, so fresh to toe
Ghost faded, 14 carat plated
So we're feeling gold

hundred thousand soul
Slick rick gold, row fun, cold
Yea feeling like gold
So fresh to toe
Ghost faded, 14 carat plated
So we're feeling gold

Alright now we up that car door
Hop out, hope they us
Throughout society we locked in that cobra clutch
More bottles, gold bottles, never sober up
Ditch Jesus, In I Trust
I solemnly to wear my cross and stunt
myself by sticking out just because
That's how you illustrate power and who above
But nah, we take it, take it, giving it back
open the vault, let everyone mob in the bank
Take whatever they want, we party and thanks
been rocking gold chains since pee was in the tank
You only live once, you only once
Watch Rick Ross give his piece to a bum
tonight we ball, we ball, we comin' up
Paintin' the gold, two steppin' on the sun

gold, five hundred thousand sold
Slick Gold, row fun, hella cold
And we stay fresh, so fresh to toe
Ghost slowly faded, 14 carat
So feeling like gold

Oh, oh, oh, oh oh
Today we're feeling like
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

coins, gold phone, gold car
Costs at least 10 racks to get 16 gold
Gold rush, on my gold dust stuntin'
Under these gold trunks, that's 2 golden
Flyin' on the gold eagle, flier the rest of 'em
Passing space needle, golden shower on
Excuse me, that's my bad, my eagle and he shouldn't of
My eagle got hair, that got a mullet bruh
And it's gold, two gold brass
Lounging on the water, feet in the sand
Sipping on Orangina, arms them both pants
They're Olde English right out of a gold can
Two girls, gold spandex so
That girl ain't even gold, she got golden girl titties
I'm kidding, everyone is gold in my
You paint Betty White gold, Betty White can get it
Get it, get it, get it, get it

Today we're feeling like gold, five hundred sold
Rick Gold, row fun, hella cold
And we stay fresh, so head to toe
slowly faded, 14 carat plated
So we're feeling gold

Five hundred sold
Rick Gold, row fun, hella cold
And we fresh, so fresh head to toe
Ghost faded, 14 carat plated
So feeling like gold

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
So we're feeling gold
Oh, oh, oh, oh,
Oh, oh, oh, oh,
Oh, oh, oh, oh,
Oh, oh, oh, oh,
Oh, oh, oh, oh,