Luyện nghe bài hát Fast Life

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

(Pusha T 1
I do for my go-getters, to my O flippers
All my Rose moe sippers, tell the Feds to take more
I smile for the camera, my niggas hold keys janitors
Throw D's on that bitch, bought her tits like
Spend a whole day tryin' to all my stamina
Never that still got for Tamara
Pusha's sex game no amateur, I come
J Rule damaged the scene, the got a mind of it's own Like Christine
Murderin' the block, half grind mutherucker be the time On the watch
What you wanna do me, King Powder flow untouchable
If you don't believe, then homie you me
The still trapped in my clothes
And I just came from over the stove so what you wanna

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

(Malice 2)

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

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

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

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

(Malice 4)
And the boy got
Pop's is a Rolling STone I'm Mick
Don't pick up the chrome but might hafta
think he gonna dethrone the rapper
Next chapter, us out in
Breakin' the bank just like we
And we all up in the
Pushin' crack to a in San Andreas

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