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
One: Kool G Rap
Champagne wishes of caviar dreams ?a penis cream?
sales of fish scales from triple beams I gleam
Livin the live of rowdy packin cali's
Rockin Bally's while we do our drug deal in a dark alley
Up in casinos just me and my dino
Pushin beam-o's then in Reno with two fly latinos
Nas, he runs the whole staff, we mad for seen bad
We've seen a a milli 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 hits
Front on the drug market, bodies get rolled up in a
Those that cheat us try to beat us we got with heaters
that'll stray pop and put more in your top than Adidas
Da leaders, lookin straight in our Giorgio Armani's
You wanna me and Nas you gots ta come get through a whole army
The celo rollers money folders bola 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 fast
Everywhere we go, people who we are
A team from out of Queens the american dream
So we're plottin up a scheme to get the seven figure
(repeat 2X)
Verse Nas Escobar
Yo I got, guns from Italy, smoke trees,
Mid-state and Green it seems, is where all my be
The ghetto misery, and liquor stores
A perpendicular, of the clout war
searchin up my Lex over who's petrol
My tech straight 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 for my peoples under the stairs
years I got they names in my swears
Poppin like it's my first child, lickin shots, holiday style
Steele sweaters, Wallaby down
Twenty-four carats, countin cabbage, the arabs
The marriage of me and the mic is just like
Elegant performance, Lex full insurance
Guzzlin Guinness catchin cases concurrent
It's Nas, seven hundred wives, King size
We on the rise, me and G, ghetto wise
The luciano Aiel, Bugsy Seagal
Green papers eagles 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 a blizzard
[Nas] It's choir standin on ground with one pivot
[Rap] Two players rockin blazers and diamonds like glaciers
[Nas] with namebrand seats reclinin like in spaceships
Bodies on ice
[Nas] Livin trife, rollin up dice
[Rap] Grants
Handlin stamps
[duo] Moves are
[Nas] My bankrolls, got the cops comin in clothes
[Rap] Tryin to arraign again cause of our fame how the game goes
True
[Rap] Right out the slammer with the fame and
Cookin up grams with Arm & Hammer supplyin scramblers in
[Nas] Rub out faces and no traces
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 sprees with my for clothes
in Carribean suites, deep, rippin beats with
[Rap] Aiyyo, we went from standin on blocks, without socks
sellin rocks, to pickin up stock and boat with 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, graveyards is buried with

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