Luyện nghe bài hát Gold

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

and cigarretes, last days, indigenous people
These are adventures of young black
I am the voice of the and underprivileged
The smell of success, I want y'all to get a of this
On the move like black through the wilderness
I write it, and get invited to white Christmases
When I was born, three wise men came to us
One a hustler, one a king, one a
They cracked the then started giving gifts
You from Chicago, we want you to deliver
Show the walking dead who the and living is
Separate the fake from who the real is
Hot tub time machine, back to the
from liquor stores to avoid syphilis
Frivolous spending, nights with storybook endings
I guess my addiction to women
I was in France, in to see Hennessy
my own scripts like I'm Tennessee Williams
Now new beginnings like a born again Christian
On the mic, victorious, story is

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

Feed our souls two fish and five loaves
Teach a man to it for survival
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 with the live show
For before I came, I made the song cry for 'em
gymnast, you set the bar low
This is the Kilimandjaro, Twitter you can follow
It may be hard to like hieroglyphics
Written on the walls of Cairo, check my youth
Truth flow, I stand like Em did with Dido
parties, any live yo
Is libel to get banged like things that tribal slang
From the pride we'll reign, kill the game and it die slow
Ali MC, I fight for more than the
Your

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