Luyện nghe bài hát Gold

Everything is gold, everything is
Posted on the porch just chillin', me and my
closed, gold sun shines on
The world's coated in the Krylon
Yea, and these days days
They run away
Gold tints, shades, that block out that haze
Take all the gold the pawnshop that lives behind the case
And get to it away
My gold erupted from in the heavens
And every that existed in time melting
Tombs open, Dookie on the bells
everything is gold, who cares about the carats?
They say that gold's the 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 falls into

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

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

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

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

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

coins, gold phone, gold car
Costs at least 10 racks to get 16 gold
Gold rush, suck on my gold dust
Under gold trunks, that's 2 golden nugget
Flyin' on the gold eagle, than the rest of 'em
Passing space needle, golden on pedestrians
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 brass
Lounging on the water, feet in the sand
on Orangina, arms around them both pants
They're sipping Olde right out of a gold can
Two girls, gold spandex so
That girl ain't even gold, she just got golden titties
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

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

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

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
So feeling like gold
Oh, oh, oh, oh,
Oh, oh, oh, oh,
Oh, oh, oh, oh,
Oh, oh, oh, oh,
Oh, oh, oh, oh,