Luyện nghe bài hát Fast Life

The time has come, we gotta expand, the operation
Distribution, New York, to Chicago, L.A.
We gotta set our own market, and it
One: Kool G Rap
Champagne wishes of caviar dreams ?a penis gettin
With of fish scales from triple beams I gleam
the live of rowdy packin fifty cali's
Rockin lizard while we do our drug deal in a dark alley
Up in casinos just me and my primo
Pushin beam-o's then parlay in with two fly latinos
Nas, he runs the staff, we count mad for seen bad
We've seen a half a milli dashin out there on the 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
Front on the 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 shells in your top than Adidas
Da leaders, lookin straight crimy in our Armani's
You wanna harm me and Nas you gots ta get through a whole army
The celo rollers money folders sippin holdin mad payola
Slangin a Coke without the
Me and don't fake jacks but we might sling one
It ain't no shame in our game we do our son

Livin the fast life, in cars
Everywhere we go, know who we are
A team out of Queens with the american dream
So plottin up a scheme to get the seven figure cream
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Verse Two: Nas
Yo I got, guns from Italy, trees, considerably
Mid-state and Green it seems, is where all my be
The misery, shootouts and liquor stores
A perpendicular, of the clout war
Police searchin up my Lex who's petrol
My tech blows straight off the roof and yo' respect though
But dough don't me, it got me handcuffed
The rough life, I just be up nights, breathin with Nike's
Pour my for my peoples under the stairs
These years I got names in my swears
Poppin Cristal like it's my child, lickin shots, holiday style
Rockin sweaters, Wallaby down
Twenty-four carats, countin cabbage, the arabs
The marriage of me and the mic is just magic
performance, bubble Lex full insurance
Guzzlin Guinness shootin catchin cases
Nas, seven hundred wives, King Solomon size
We on the rise, me and G, wise guys
The Frankie Aiel, Bugsy Seagal
Green papers with eagles from a that's illegal
*singer* Brother you've got to it happen
Yeahhhahhyeahhh, get this money,
you've got to make it happen
When you're living in the fast life, heyy yeah
Three: G Rap, Nas
[Rap] Aiyyo my exquisite, yayo like a blizzard
[Nas] It's attire standin on ground with one pivot
[Rap] Two players rockin silk and diamonds like glaciers
[Nas] Lands with seats reclinin like in spaceships
[Rap] on ice
Livin trife, rollin fixed up dice
[Rap] Grants
Handlin stamps
[duo] are sheist
[Nas] My bankrolls, got the cops comin in clothes
[Rap] Tryin to arraign again cause of our that's how the game goes
[Nas]
[Rap] Right out the slammer 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, spaces at the horse races
us Dom P my cliquo
Dimes with magnifico, puttin in cut ?perico?
Heat for foes, shoppin with my fleet for clothes
in Carribean suites, deep, rippin beats flows
[Rap] Aiyyo, we from standin on blocks, without some socks
sellin rocks, to pickin up stock and boat docks glocks
and got poppy seed fields with million dollar
Packin all the blue steel we keeps it real the battlefield
[Nas] Yeah so here's a toast to the funds and
Gun smokes in rings, graveyards is buried with

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