Luyện nghe bài hát Fast Life

The time has come, we expand, the whole operation
Distribution, New York, to Chicago, L.A.
We gotta set our own market, and it
Verse One: G Rap
Champagne wishes of caviar dreams ?a gettin cream?
With sales of fish scales from beams I gleam
Livin the of rowdy packin fifty cali's
Rockin lizard Bally's while we do our drug deal in a dark
Up in casinos me and my dino primo
Pushin beam-o's then parlay in with two fly latinos
Nas, he the whole staff, we count mad for seen bad
We've seen a half a milli out there on the Queens half
Three major players gettin by the layers
And that portray us on the block get rocked like Domateus
Fakers get to shootin targets, soon as the dark hits
on the drug market, bodies get rolled up in a carpet
Those that cheat us try to beat us we got hookers with
that'll stray pop and put more shells in your top than
Da leaders, lookin straight crimy in our Armani's
You wanna harm me and Nas you gots ta come get a whole army
The celo rollers money folders sippin bola holdin mad
a Coke without the Cola
Me and black fake jacks but we might sling one
It ain't no shame in our game we do our son

Livin the life, in fast cars
we go, people know who we are
A from out of Queens with the american dream
So we're plottin up a scheme to get the seven cream
(repeat 2X)
Verse Nas Escobar
Yo I got, guns from Italy, trees, considerably
Mid-state and Green it seems, is all my niggaz be
The ghetto misery, shootouts and liquor
A perpendicular, angle of the war
Police searchin up my Lex over who's
My tech blows straight off the roof and tests yo' respect
But dough respect me, it got me handcuffed
The rough life, I be up nights, breathin with scuffed Nike's
Pour my beers for my peoples the stairs
These years I got names in my swears
Poppin Cristal like it's my first child, shots, holiday style
Steele sweaters, Wallaby down
Twenty-four carats, countin cabbage, the arabs
The of me and the mic is just like magic
Elegant performance, bubble Lex full
Guzzlin Guinness shootin catchin cases
It's Nas, seven hundred wives, King size
We on the rise, me and G, ghetto wise
The Frankie Aiel, Bugsy Seagal
Green papers with from a tray that's illegal
*singer* you've got to make it happen
Yeahhhahhyeahhh, get this money,
Brother you've got to it happen
When you're living in the fast life, heyy yeah
Three: G Rap, Nas
[Rap] Aiyyo my lifestyle's exquisite, yayo like a
[Nas] It's choir attire standin on ground one pivot
[Rap] Two rockin silk blazers and diamonds like glaciers
[Nas] with namebrand seats reclinin like in spaceships
[Rap] on ice
[Nas] Livin trife, rollin fixed up
[Rap] Gamblin
Handlin stamps
[duo] are sheist
[Nas] My bankrolls, got the cops in plain clothes
[Rap] Tryin to arraign again cause of our that's how the game goes
True
[Rap] out the slammer with the fame and glamour
Cookin up grams with Arm & Hammer supplyin scramblers in
[Nas] Rub out faces and leave no
My aces got mad body cases, preserve at the horse races
Servin us Dom P my
Dimes with magnifico, in cut inside ?perico?
Heat for foes, shoppin sprees with my for clothes
in Carribean suites, deep, beats with flows
[Rap] Aiyyo, we went standin on blocks, without some socks
sellin rocks, to pickin up stock and boat with glocks
and got poppy seed fields million dollar bills
all the blue steel we keeps it real inside the battlefield
[Nas] Yeah so here's a to the funds and things
Gun smokes in rings, graveyards is with kings

*singer does same part again with to fade, mostly "I" for "you*