Luyện nghe bài hát Glamour Life

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

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

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

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

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

It's the glamour life, blow up the kids and the
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

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

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

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

Please, no remorse for two face
Inside a symbol, my throughout the motherfucking suitcase
You about to take place? Not Seis
body'll be laced, and left without a trace

The life, the glamour 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, the ice, stash the dope and rice
And get for the glamour life

Yo, it's the motherfucking Don
The leader, Terror Squad
Leave your family crying for you Argentina, Mira
Sweet dreamer like Nas, my entourage is

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

I'm staying paid, you's a joke
Always broke your lazy 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, the five burning while the tires turning
I blaze an L and seek a higher
learnin' everything illegally
We could de for years, cross me once that's theivity

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

Yo, the dough, the rap, the audience, heavy till the 40's in
like the Yakuza 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 Cambodian
8's cup of vodka, 4 cup of juice for
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 I wrote, milkin' dumb honeys I poke
The young sat on the bench in Vant Courtland, slingin'

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

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

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

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

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

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