Luyện nghe bài hát Glamour Life

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

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

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

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

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

It's the 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 glamour

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

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

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

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

The glamour life, the life, yo
It's the life, blow 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 life

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

this bitch, so God forbid you start some shit
My squad's equipped an arsenal of ammunition
tips an', cop killers with the [unverified]
Accounts in Switzerland for rainy

I'm staying paid, you's a joke
Always broke with your ways
Anyway, to the subject, in the bub-Lex
In the seat, having rough sex

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

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

Yo, the dough, the rap, the audience, party heavy the 40's in
I'll like the Yakuza run the
Take all the rent, and no man wept the path his went
Dicks with the fallopian, as auditorium

She fuck for dough for opium, emporium
500 Benz, 500 friends Cambodian
8's cup of vodka, 4 cup of juice for
Money, money, sweet as the smell of

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

Singing how he trying to get cash for
Another cat toss his to get the insurance
Currency's murder me, it's never enough
Breakin' my ass gettin' it, just as as I spend the stuff
Calling Uncle Sam's bluff dun, taxes don't bite us, 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
Bottle the rock, the ice, stash the dope and rice
And get for the glamour life

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

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

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

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