Luyện nghe bài hát Gold

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

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

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

Alright now we up that car door
Hop out, they notice us
Throughout society we been locked in cobra clutch
More gold bottles, gold bottles, sober up
Jesus, In gold I Trust
I swear to wear my cross and stunt
Separate myself by out just because
That's how you power and who you're 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 gold chains since pee was in the tank
You only live once, you only live
Watch Rick Ross give his piece to a bum
tonight we ball, we ball, we comin' up
Paintin' the gold, two steppin' on the sun

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

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

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

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

Five thousand sold
Rick Gold, row fun, hella cold
And we stay fresh, so head to toe
Ghost slowly faded, 14 carat
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,