Luyện nghe bài hát Gold

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

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 like gold

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

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

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

Oh, oh, oh, oh oh
Today we're 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'
Under these trunks, that's 2 golden nugget
Flyin' on the gold eagle, than the rest of 'em
Passing needle, golden shower on pedestrians
Excuse me, that's my bad, 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 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, even White can get it
Get it, get it, get it, get it

Today feeling 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

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