Luyện nghe bài hát Gold

Everything is gold, everything is
on the porch just chillin', me and my people
Eyelids closed, gold sun on
The world's coated in the Krylon
Yea, and these days days
never run away
Gold tints, shades, that out that golden haze
Take all the gold from the that lives behind the case
And get to it away
My gold from volcano's in the heavens
And every shrine that existed in time
open, Dookie Ropes on the bells
When is gold, who cares about the carats?
They say that the skin of the gods
You can't take the band 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 hundred sold
Rick Gold, row fun, hella cold
And we stay fresh, so head to toe
Ghost slowly faded, 14 plated
So feeling like gold

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

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

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

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

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

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

Five hundred thousand
Slick Gold, row fun, hella cold
And we fresh, so fresh head to toe
Ghost slowly faded, 14 plated
So we're like gold

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