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 never run
Gold tints, shades, that block out that haze
Take all the gold from the pawnshop that behind the case
And get to give it
My gold erupted from in the heavens
And shrine that existed in time melting
open, Dookie Ropes on the bells
When is gold, who cares about the carats?
They say that gold's the of the gods
You can't take the band there when gone
Now I'll tip over kiosk in the mall
As the sunset into tomorrow

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

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

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

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

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

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

Today we're feeling gold, five hundred thousand 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

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

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,