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 world's coated in the gold
Yea, and these days days
never run away
Gold tints, shades, that block out that haze
Take all the gold from the pawnshop that lives the case
And get to it away
My gold erupted from in the heavens
And every shrine that in time melting
Tombs open, Ropes on the bells
everything is gold, who cares 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 that kiosk in the mall
As the falls into tomorrow

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

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

now we open up that car door
Hop out, they notice us
Throughout society we locked in that cobra clutch
More gold bottles, gold bottles, never up
Jesus, In gold I Trust
I solemnly to wear my cross and stunt
Separate myself by out just because
how you illustrate power and who you're above
But nah, tonight we take it, it, giving it back
open the vault, let everyone mob in the bank
Take they want, we party and give thanks
I've been rocking gold since pee was in the tank
You only once, you only live once
Watch Ross give his Jesus piece 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 Rick Gold, row fun, hella
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 like gold
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

coins, gold phone, gold car
Costs at least 10 racks to get 16 bars
Gold rush, suck on my gold stuntin'
Under these gold trunks, that's 2 golden
Flyin' on the eagle, flier than the rest of 'em
Passing space needle, golden shower on
Excuse me, my bad, that's my eagle and he shouldn't of
My got hair, that motherfucker got a mullet bruh
And it's gold, two girls brass
on the water, feet in the gold sand
Sipping on Orangina, around them both pants
They're sipping Olde English right out of a can
Two girls, spandex 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, even Betty can get it
Get it, get it, get it, get it

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

hundred thousand sold
Slick Rick Gold, row fun, hella
And we stay fresh, so head to toe
Ghost slowly faded, 14 carat
So feeling like 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,