Luyện nghe bài hát Gold

So we made it to same end of the road
And we picked up of chicks and pots of gold
How I made it out with my

Ashtrays and cigarretes, last days, indigenous
These are adventures of young millionaires
I am the voice of the meek and
The smell of success, I want y'all to get a of this
On the move black slaves through the wilderness
I write it, and still get invited to white
When I was born, wise men came to visit us
One a hustler, one a king, one a
cracked the bottle then started giving gifts
You from Chicago, we want you to this
the walking dead who the true and living is
Separate the fake from who the reals is
Hot tub time machine, back to the
Hats from liquor stores to syphilis
Frivolous spending, nights with storybook endings
I it's my addiction to women
I was in France, in to see blending
Writing my own scripts like I'm Tennessee
Now it's new beginnings like a born again
On the mic, victorious, story is

I'm at the top, I'm not alone
I'm standing with my soul

Feed our souls with two fish and loaves
Teach a man to cook it for
My dad it rained on my arrival
Now a storm of the brain make guys drive slow
Like I was 5-0, but my Apollo
On the rock and roll the coldest live show
For before I came, I made the song cry for 'em
gymnast, you set the bar low
This is the Kilimandjaro, like you can follow
It may be hard to read like
Written on the of Cairo, check my youth revival
Truth inside flow, I stand Em did with Dido
parties, any live yo
Is libel to get banged like that rival tribal slang
From the pride reign, kill the game and watch it die slow
Ali MC, I fight for more the title
Your

So we made it to same end of the road
And we picked up lots of chicks and pots of
How I made it out with my