Luyện nghe bài hát Fast Life

(Bridge)
I can show you what my paper
Money first, cars, out come the chicks of they panties and Bras
on
I come on

(Pusha T 1
I do for my go-getters, to my O flippers
All my moe sippers, tell the Feds to take more pictures
I smile for the camera, my niggas hold keys janitors
Throw D's on that bitch, bought her tits Pamela's
Spend a whole day tryin' to take all my
that still got more for Tamara
Pusha's sex game no amateur, I come
J Rule damaged the scene, the coupe got a of it's own Like Christine
the block, half past grind mutherucker be the time On the watch
What you wanna do me, King Powder flow untouchable
If you don't believe, homie you sniff me
The scent's still in my clothes
And I just came from the stove so what you wanna spit?

(Chorus)
What yo' 'bout? Throw them G's up
your watch off, roll your sleeve up
New plates on it, them keys up
We buy the bar out, drink up
the limelight, it's the car show
She joy ride see how fast the car go
Hot summer days, long Vegas
We bet it all baby, to the fast life

(Malice 2)

Word on the street girlfriend, he's
Yeah, rare like Da Vinci, to the ceiling
I'm dreaming, somebody me
My presence is an event, the party don't start until let us in
That's right, ladies and
Coke money rap money, give it a rinse
Next the spin cycle
The rims on Benz get more spin than Michael
I leave them hoes with an
Malice be the truth the Bible
To the souls
All they do is stare I'm in a fish bowl
Last and I got the glow
My awaits I got to go

(Chorus)
What yo' paper 'bout? Throw G's up
Show your watch off, your sleeve up
New on it, hold them keys up
We buy the bar out, baby up
It's the limelight, it's the car
She wanna joy see how fast the car go
Hot summer days, Vegas nights
We bet it all baby, to the fast life

(Bridge)
first, fast cars, out come the chicks of they panties and Bras
on
I come on

(Pusha T 3)
I 3D it, if I say it you can see it
No red and blue needed
The red, white, and in the chains makes them pledge Allegiance
16s is undefeated, now crown me
It's the all mighty duo, you
Critically acclaimed, movin' weight a sumo
On my bop, playcloths knitted top
Clipse 3, titled the Casket Drops

(Malice 4)
And the boy got
is a Rolling STone I'm Mick Jagger
Don't wanna pick up the chrome but hafta
Anyone think he dethrone the rapper
Next chapter, us out in
Breakin' the just like we ballplayers
And we all up in the
Pushin' crack to a faults in San

(Chorus X2)
What yo' 'bout? Throw them G's up
your watch off, roll your sleeve up
New plates on it, hold keys up
We buy the bar out, baby up
It's the limelight, it's the car
She joy ride see how fast the car go
Hot summer days, Vegas nights
We bet it all baby, welcome to the life