Luyện nghe bài hát Gold

Everything is gold, is equal
Posted on the porch chillin', me and my people
Eyelids closed, gold sun on
The world's coated in the Krylon
Yea, and these days days
They never run
Gold tints, shades, that block out that haze
Take all the gold from the pawnshop that behind the case
And get to it away
My gold erupted from volcano's in the
And every shrine that existed in time
Tombs open, Ropes on the bells
When everything is gold, who cares about the
They say that gold's the of the gods
You can't take the band there you're gone
Now I'll tip over that in the mall
As the falls into tomorrow

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

Five thousand soul
Slick gold, row fun, hella cold
Yea we're feeling gold
So fresh to toe
slowly faded, 14 carat plated
So we're feeling like

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

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

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

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

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

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

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