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 dreams ?a penis gettin cream?
With of fish scales from triple beams I gleam
Livin the of rowdy packin fifty cali's
Rockin lizard Bally's while we do our drug deal in a alley
Up in casinos just me and my dino
beam-o's then parlay in Reno with two fly latinos
Nas, he runs the staff, we count mad for seen bad
We've seen a half a milli out there on the Queens half
Three players gettin papers by the layers
And those that portray us on the block get rocked Domateus
Fakers get used to shootin targets, soon as the dark
Front on the drug market, get rolled up in a carpet
Those that us try to beat us we got hookers with heaters
that'll stray pop and put more shells in your top Adidas
Da leaders, lookin straight in our Giorgio Armani's
You wanna harm me and Nas you gots ta come get a whole army
The celo money folders sippin bola holdin mad payola
Slangin a Coke the Cola
Me and black don't fake jacks but we might one
It ain't no shame in our we do our thing son

Livin the fast life, in fast
Everywhere we go, know who we are
A team out of Queens with the american dream
So we're plottin up a scheme to get the seven figure
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Two: Nas Escobar
Yo I got, guns Italy, smoke 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 who's petrol
My tech blows straight off the and tests yo' respect though
But dough respect me, it got me handcuffed
The rough life, I just be up nights, breathin scuffed Nike's
Pour my beers for my peoples under the
These years I got names in my swears
Poppin Cristal it's my first child, lickin shots, holiday style
Rockin sweaters, Wallaby down
carats, countin cabbage, like the arabs
The of me and the mic is just like magic
Elegant performance, bubble Lex insurance
Guzzlin shootin catchin cases concurrent
It's Nas, hundred wives, King Solomon size
We on the rise, me and G, ghetto wise
The luciano Frankie Aiel, Bugsy
Green papers with from a tray that's illegal
*singer* Brother you've got to it happen
Yeahhhahhyeahhh, get money, yeahhh
Brother you've got to make it
When you're living in the life, heyy yeah yeah
Three: G Rap, Nas
[Rap] Aiyyo my lifestyle's exquisite, yayo a blizzard
[Nas] It's choir attire standin on ground with one
[Rap] Two players rockin blazers and diamonds like glaciers
[Nas] Lands with namebrand reclinin like in spaceships
Bodies on ice
[Nas] trife, rollin fixed up dice
[Rap] Gamblin
[Nas] Handlin
[duo] are sheist
[Nas] My bankrolls, got the comin in plain clothes
[Rap] Tryin to arraign again cause of our fame that's how the goes
[Nas]
[Rap] Right out the slammer with the fame and
Cookin up with Arm & Hammer supplyin scramblers in Alabama
[Nas] Rub out faces and no traces
My aces got mad body cases, preserve spaces at the horse
us Dom P my cliquo
Dimes with magnifico, puttin in cut inside
Heat for foes, shoppin with my fleet for clothes
in suites, deep, rippin beats with flows
[Rap] Aiyyo, we went from standin on blocks, some socks
sellin rocks, to up stock and boat docks with glocks
and got poppy seed fields million dollar bills
Packin all the blue steel we keeps it real inside the
[Nas] Yeah so a toast to the funds and things
Gun smokes in rings, graveyards is buried with

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