Luyện nghe bài hát Gold

Everything is gold, is equal
on the porch just chillin', me and my people
Eyelids closed, sun shines on
The world's in the gold Krylon
Yea, and these days days
They never run
Gold tints, shades, that out that golden haze
Take all the gold from the pawnshop lives behind the case
And get to give it
My gold erupted from volcano's in the
And shrine that existed 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 when you're gone
Now tip over that kiosk in the mall
As the sunset falls tomorrow

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

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

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

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

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

coins, gold phone, gold car
Costs at least 10 racks to get 16 gold
rush, suck 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 on pedestrians
Excuse me, that's my bad, my eagle and he shouldn't of
My eagle got hair, that motherfucker got a mullet
And it's gold, two girls brass
on the water, feet in the gold sand
Sipping on Orangina, around them both pants
They're sipping Olde English out of a gold can
Two girls, gold spandex so
That girl ain't gold, she just got golden girl titties
I'm kidding, everyone is in my city
You paint White gold, even Betty White can get it
Get it, get it, get it, get it

Today we're feeling 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

Five thousand sold
Slick Rick Gold, row fun, cold
And we fresh, so fresh head to toe
Ghost slowly faded, 14 carat
So we're 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,