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 world's coated in the Krylon
Yea, and days days days
They never run
tints, shades, that block out that golden haze
Take all the from the pawnshop that lives behind the case
And get to it away
My erupted from volcano's in the heavens
And every shrine that existed in time
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 when gone
Now I'll tip over that kiosk in the
As the falls into tomorrow

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

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

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

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

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

Gold coins, gold phone, car
Costs at least 10 racks to get 16 gold
Gold rush, suck on my gold stuntin'
Under these gold trunks, 2 golden nugget
on the gold eagle, flier than the rest of 'em
Passing space needle, shower on pedestrians
me, that's my bad, that's my eagle and he shouldn't of
My eagle got hair, that got a mullet bruh
And it's gold, two gold brass
on the water, feet in the gold sand
Sipping on Orangina, arms around them both
They're sipping Olde English out of a gold can
Two girls, gold so pretty
That girl ain't even gold, she just got girl titties
I'm kidding, is gold 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 sold
Slick Rick Gold, row fun, cold
And we stay fresh, so fresh to toe
Ghost slowly faded, 14 carat
So feeling like gold

Five hundred thousand
Slick Rick Gold, row fun, 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 gold
Oh, oh, oh, oh,
Oh, oh, oh, oh,
Oh, oh, oh, oh,
Oh, oh, oh, oh,
Oh, oh, oh, oh,