Luyện nghe bài hát Fast Life

The has come, we gotta 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?
sales of fish scales from triple beams I gleam
Livin the live of rowdy packin fifty
Rockin lizard Bally's while we do our drug in a dark alley
Up in casinos me and my dino primo
Pushin beam-o's then in Reno with two fly latinos
Nas, he runs the staff, we count mad for seen bad
We've seen a half a dashin out there on the Queens half
Three major gettin papers by the layers
And those portray us on the block get rocked like Domateus
Fakers get used to shootin targets, soon as the dark
Front on the drug market, bodies get up in a carpet
Those that cheat us try to beat us we got hookers with
stray pop and put more shells in your top than Adidas
Da leaders, straight crimy in our Giorgio Armani's
You wanna harm me and Nas you gots ta come get through a whole
The celo money folders sippin bola holdin mad payola
Slangin a Coke without the
Me and black don't jacks but we might sling one
It ain't no shame in our game we do our son

Livin the fast life, in fast
we go, people know who we are
A team from out of Queens with the american
So we're plottin up a scheme to get the figure cream
(repeat 2X)
Verse Two: Nas
Yo I got, guns from Italy, trees, considerably
Mid-state and it seems, is where all my niggaz be
The ghetto misery, shootouts and stores
A perpendicular, angle of the war
Police searchin up my Lex over petrol
My tech blows straight off the roof and tests yo' respect
But dough don't respect me, it got me
The rough life, I be up nights, breathin with scuffed Nike's
Pour my for my peoples under the stairs
These years I got they names in my
Poppin Cristal like my first child, lickin shots, holiday style
Rockin Steele sweaters, down
Twenty-four carats, countin cabbage, like the
The marriage of me and the mic is just like
Elegant performance, Lex full insurance
Guinness shootin catchin cases concurrent
It's Nas, hundred wives, King Solomon size
We on the rise, me and G, ghetto guys
The luciano Frankie Aiel, Bugsy
Green papers with eagles from a tray illegal
*singer* Brother you've got to it happen
Yeahhhahhyeahhh, get this money,
Brother got to make it happen
When you're living in the fast life, yeah yeah
Verse G Rap, Nas
[Rap] my lifestyle's exquisite, yayo like a blizzard
[Nas] It's attire standin on ground with one pivot
[Rap] Two players rockin silk blazers and diamonds like
[Nas] Lands with namebrand reclinin like in spaceships
[Rap] on ice
[Nas] Livin trife, fixed up dice
Gamblin Grants
[Nas] Handlin
[duo] Moves are
[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] Right out the slammer with the and glamour
Cookin up grams with Arm & Hammer scramblers in Alabama
[Nas] Rub out faces and no traces
My aces got mad cases, preserve spaces at the horse races
us Dom P my cliquo
Dimes with magnifico, puttin in cut inside
Heat for foes, shoppin sprees with my fleet for
in suites, deep, rippin beats with flows
[Rap] Aiyyo, we went from standin on blocks, without socks
sellin rocks, to pickin up stock and boat with glocks
and got poppy seed fields with million bills
Packin all the steel we keeps it real inside the battlefield
[Nas] Yeah so a toast to the funds and things
Gun smokes in rings, graveyards is buried kings

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