Luyện nghe bài hát Gold

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

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

Five hundred soul
rick gold, row fun, hella cold
Yea feeling like gold
So head to toe
Ghost slowly faded, 14 carat
So feeling like gold

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

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

Oh, oh, oh, oh oh
Today feeling like gold
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

Gold coins, 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 nugget
Flyin' on the gold eagle, than the rest of 'em
Passing space needle, golden shower on
me, that's my bad, that's my eagle and he shouldn't of
My eagle got hair, motherfucker got a mullet bruh
And gold, two girls gold brass
Lounging on the water, feet in the sand
Sipping on Orangina, arms around them both
sipping Olde English right out of a gold can
Two girls, spandex so pretty
That girl ain't even gold, she just got golden girl
I'm kidding, is gold in my city
You paint White gold, even Betty White can get it
Get it, get it, get it, get it

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

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
So feeling like gold
Oh, oh, oh, oh,
Oh, oh, oh, oh,
Oh, oh, oh, oh,
Oh, oh, oh, oh,
Oh, oh, oh, oh,