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 it out with my soul

Ashtrays and cigarretes, last days, people
are adventures of young black millionaires
I am the voice of the meek and
The smell of success, I want y'all to get a whiff of
On the move black slaves through the wilderness
I write it, and get invited to white Christmases
When I was born, three men came to visit us
One a hustler, one a king, one a
They cracked the bottle then started giving
You Chicago, we want you to deliver this
the walking dead who the true and living is
Separate the fake who the real reals 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
Writing my own like I'm Tennessee Williams
Now it's new beginnings like a born again
On the mic, victorious, is redemption

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

Feed our souls with two and five loaves
a man to cook it for survival
My dad said it on my arrival
Now a of the brain make these guys drive slow
I was 5-0, but my creed's Apollo
On the rock and with the coldest live show
For those before I came, I the song cry for 'em
gymnast, you set the bar low
This is the Kilimandjaro, like you can follow
It may be to read like hieroglyphics
Written on the of Cairo, check my youth revival
Truth inside flow, I stand like Em did Dido
Crash parties, any yo
Is libel to get banged like things that rival slang
From the pride we'll reign, the game and watch it die slow
Ali MC, I fight for than the title
idol

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 my soul