Luyện nghe bài hát Fast Life

The has come, we gotta expand, the whole operation
Distribution, New York, to Chicago, L.A.
We set our own market, and enforce it
One: Kool G Rap
Champagne wishes of caviar ?a penis gettin cream?
sales of fish scales from triple beams I gleam
Livin the live of rowdy fifty cali's
Rockin lizard Bally's we do our drug deal in a dark alley
Up in casinos me and my dino primo
Pushin then parlay in Reno with two fly latinos
Nas, he the whole staff, we count mad for seen bad
We've seen a half a milli dashin out on the Queens half
Three major gettin papers by the layers
And those that portray us on the get rocked like Domateus
Fakers get used to targets, soon as the dark hits
Front on the market, bodies get rolled up in a carpet
Those cheat us try to beat us we got hookers with heaters
that'll stray pop and put more in your top than Adidas
Da leaders, lookin crimy in our Giorgio Armani's
You wanna harm me and Nas you ta come get through a whole army
The celo rollers money folders bola holdin mad payola
Slangin a Coke the Cola
Me and black don't fake jacks but we sling one
It ain't no in our game we do our thing son

Livin the fast life, in cars
we go, people know who we are
A team out of Queens with the american dream
So plottin up a scheme to get the seven figure cream
(repeat 2X)
Verse Nas Escobar
Yo I got, from Italy, smoke trees, considerably
Mid-state and Green it seems, is all my niggaz be
The ghetto misery, and liquor stores
A perpendicular, of the clout war
Police searchin up my Lex over petrol
My tech blows off the roof and tests yo' respect though
But dough don't respect me, it got me
The rough life, I just be up nights, with scuffed Nike's
Pour my beers for my under the stairs
These years I got names in my swears
Poppin Cristal like it's my first child, lickin shots, holiday
Rockin sweaters, Wallaby down
Twenty-four carats, countin cabbage, like the
The marriage of me and the mic is just magic
Elegant performance, bubble Lex full
Guzzlin Guinness catchin cases concurrent
Nas, seven hundred wives, King Solomon size
We on the rise, me and G, ghetto wise
The luciano Aiel, Bugsy Seagal
Green papers with eagles from a that's illegal
*singer* you've got to make it happen
Yeahhhahhyeahhh, get this money,
Brother you've got to it happen
When living in the fast life, heyy yeah yeah
Three: G Rap, Nas
[Rap] Aiyyo my lifestyle's exquisite, yayo like a
[Nas] It's choir attire standin on with one pivot
[Rap] Two players rockin silk and diamonds like glaciers
[Nas] Lands with seats reclinin like in spaceships
Bodies on ice
[Nas] Livin trife, rollin fixed up
[Rap] Gamblin
Handlin stamps
[duo] Moves are
My bankrolls, got the cops comin in plain clothes
[Rap] to arraign again cause of our fame that's how the game goes
[Nas]
[Rap] Right out the with the fame and glamour
Cookin up grams with Arm & Hammer scramblers in Alabama
Rub out faces and leave no traces
My aces got mad body cases, preserve spaces at the races
Servin us Dom P my
Dimes with magnifico, in cut inside ?perico?
Heat for foes, shoppin sprees with my fleet for
in Carribean suites, deep, rippin with flows
[Rap] Aiyyo, we went from standin on blocks, some socks
sellin rocks, to pickin up stock and boat docks glocks
and got seed fields with million dollar bills
Packin all the blue steel we keeps it real the battlefield
Yeah so here's a toast to the funds and things
Gun smokes in rings, is buried with kings

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