Luyện nghe bài hát Fast Life

(Bridge)
I can show you what my paper
first, fast 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 Rose moe sippers, tell the Feds to take pictures
I smile for the camera, my hold keys like janitors
Throw D's on bitch, bought her tits like Pamela's
Spend a day tryin' to take all my stamina
Never that still got more for
sex game no amateur, I come clean
J Rule damaged the scene, the coupe got a mind of it's own Christine
the block, half past grind mutherucker be the time On the watch
What you wanna do me, King Powder flow untouchable
If you believe, then homie you sniff me
The scent's trapped in my clothes
And I came from over the stove so what you wanna spit?

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

(Malice 2)

Word on the street girlfriend, stingy
Yeah, like Da Vinci, collars to the ceiling
I'm dreaming, somebody me
My presence is an event, the party start until they let us in
That's right, and gents
Coke money rap money, give it a rinse
Next the spin cycle
The rims on that get more spin than Michael
I them hoes with an eyeful
Malice be the truth like the
To the red-bottomed
All they do is like I'm in a fish bowl
drag and I got the glow
My awaits I got to go

(Chorus)
What yo' paper 'bout? Throw G's up
Show your off, roll your sleeve 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 summer days, long Vegas
We bet it all baby, welcome to the fast

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

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

(Malice 4)
And the boy got
Pop's is a Rolling STone I'm Jagger
wanna pick up the chrome but might hafta
Anyone think he gonna dethrone the
chapter, us out in Vegas
Breakin' the just like we ballplayers
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 your up
New plates on it, them keys up
We buy the bar out, drink up
the limelight, it's the car show
She wanna joy see how fast the car go
Hot summer days, long Vegas
We bet it all baby, welcome to the fast