Luyện nghe bài hát Glamour Life

Glamour life style baby, the rocks
the ice, 100 mil kid, money, money, money, mo
Platinum status, yeah, what up, up?
around

Yo, I plan to live a life a-glamour like my man Tony
Stand and pose in of cameras
With my golden silk pajamas on Havanas, drinking Don P
Thinking beyond deeper than Gandhi, while I'm in the

my G's, I'm out to be a millionaire
Dipped in gear, hundred dollar bills in the air
Oh yeah, Cuban Link is getting Benjamin's
'Cuz if doesn't make dollars, then it make sense

I represent, I'm in to be the king of New
Went from living in tenements to up in house
I'm the Latino, that'll you to war like Al Pacino
Even De Niro not to gamble in my casino

Vino wanna rock, slaps, to dinners with
I got locked from Prospect Ave. to the tropics
on top of the world like the sun
A legend from the Bronx, second to none, unless it's Pun

It's the glamour life, up the kids and the wife
Players who ain't half as swear to, but they sacrifice
Bottle the rock, freeze the ice, stash the and rice
And get for the glamour life

Ripped off from the
Dump the body an' the down the lake, leaving no identity
the memory, a casualty as I casually make move on my rivalries
All eyes I be, on the for loot

Pushing a Lexus coupe, to pursuit them troops, the big-joker
Sipping alimoca, playing with some chocha
Heard an approacher, must be fam, but damn I had to Pun
(Get the gun)
Since become the one wanted for a lump sum of G's

Dirty rats pack gats for cheese bullets of at light speed
Taking your pretty life and sacrificing your seeds
Indeed, we let him for 50 G's
Ship his body to the states, filled with 50

Please, no remorse for your two
a symbol, my life throughout the motherfucking suitcase
You about to take who's place? Not
Your body'll be laced, and left without a

The glamour life, the life, yo
the glamour life, blow up the kids and the wife
Players who ain't half as nice swear to, but sacrifice
Bottle the rock, freeze the ice, the dope and rice
And get ready for the life

Yo, the motherfucking Don Cartagena
The leader, Terror Squad
Leave your family crying for you Argentina, Mira
Sweet like Nas, my entourage is thick

Camouflaging this bitch, so God forbid you some shit
My equipped with an arsenal of ammunition
Hollow tips an', cop killers with the
in Switzerland for rainy days

Nigga I'm staying paid, a joke
Always broke with lazy ways
Anyway, back to the subject, in the
In the back seat, rough sex

I love this glamorous I live, having the ice and shit
twice, I give Christ your kids
I live for gifts, keep the five burning while the tires turning
I an L and seek a higher learning
Kaiser's learnin' illegally
We could de for years, cross me once that's theivity

It's the life, blow up the kids and the wife
Players who ain't half as swear to, but they sacrifice
the rock, freeze the ice, stash the dope and rice
And get ready for the life

Yo, the dough, the rap, the audience, party till the 40's in
I'll like the run the Orient
Take all the rent, and no man wept the path his daughter
with the fallopian, wide as auditorium

She fuck for dough for opium, emporium
500 Benz, 500 friends sell
8's cup of vodka, 4 cup of for sodium
Money, money, as the smell of magnolia

It's get you down, but you spitting image of
Now how can I go broke, pumping twenties of
Plus songs I wrote, milkin' honeys I poke
The young sat on the bench in Vant Courtland, slingin'

how he trying to get cash for Jordan's
Another cat toss his to get the insurance
Currency's gonna murder me, never enough
Breakin' my ass gettin' it, just as as I spend the stuff
Calling Uncle Sam's bluff dun, taxes don't us, bite us

My life, my
It's the glamour life, up the kids and the wife
Players who half as nice swear to, but they sacrifice
the rock, freeze the ice, stash the dope and rice
And get ready for the glamour

The glamour life, play precise, defense is
I'm out to the score, let's do it right
Enough for at grave, it's paying back tonight
Yo Twin pass the lah, the light

The life, this life I live is trife as shit
my wife and kid got somewhere nice to live
I used to in the gutter, me and my mother
Now she's years old, pushing a hummer

The glamour life, me a knife I'll slice and dice
Minimize, them to Christ in the after life
Pass the mic down the line, let hear it
Let them it, send it screaming to the Holy Spirit

Glamour life, the life, the glamour life
It's the life, yo it's the glamour, it's the glamour life
life, glamour life, glamour life
Cock the hammer, in motherfucking life, bitch