Luyện nghe bài hát Gold

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

Ashtrays and cigarretes, last days, people
These are of young black millionaires
I am the of the meek and underprivileged
The smell of success, I y'all to get a whiff of this
On the move like black through the wilderness
I it, and still 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 giving gifts
You Chicago, we want you to deliver this
the walking dead who the true and living is
Separate the fake from who the real is
Hot tub time machine, back to the
Hats liquor stores to avoid syphilis
Frivolous spending, drunk nights with endings
I guess it's my to women
I was in France, in to see blending
Writing my own scripts 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 here with my soul

our souls with two fish and five loaves
Teach a man to cook it for
My dad said it on my arrival
Now a storm of the brain make these guys drive
Like I was 5-0, but my Apollo
On the rock and roll the coldest live show
For those 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 hieroglyphics
Written on the of Cairo, check my youth revival
Truth flow, I stand like Em did with Dido
parties, any live yo
Is libel to get banged like things rival tribal slang
From the pride reign, kill the game and watch it die slow
Ali MC, I for more than the title
idol

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