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Текст песни Kool G. Rap and DJ Polo - Fast Life

Kool G. Rap and DJ Polo - Fast Life слова песни




The time has come, we gotta expand, the whole operation Distribution, New York, to Chicago, L.A. We gotta set our own market, and enforce itVerse One: Kool G RapChampagne wishes of caviar dreams ?a penis didn`t cream?With sales of fish scales from triple beams I gleamLivin the live of rowdy packin fifty cali`sRockin lizard Bally`s while we do our drug deal in a dark alleyUp in casinos just me and my dino primoPushin beam-o`s then parlay in Reno with two fly latinosNas, he runs the whole staff, we count mad for seen badWe`ve seen a half a milli dashin out there on the Queens halfThree major players gettin papers by the layersAnd those that portray us on the block get rocked like DomateusFakers get used to shootin targets, soon as the dark hitsFront on the drug market, bodies get rolled up in a carpetThose that cheat us try to beat us we got hookers with heatersthat`ll stray pop and put more shells in your top than AdidasDa leaders, lookin straight crimy in our Giorgio Armani`sYou wanna harm me and Nas you gots ta come get through a whole armyThe celo rollers money folders sippin bola holdin mad payolaSlangin a Coke without the ColaMe and black don`t fake jacks but we might sling oneIt ain`t no shame in our game we do our thing son ChorusLivin the fast life, in fast carsEverywhere we go, people know who we areA team from out of Queens with the american dreamSo we`re plottin up a scheme to get the seven figure cream(repeat 2X)Verse Two: Nas EscobarYo I got, guns from Italy, smoke trees, considerablyMid-state and Green it seems, is where all my niggaz beThe ghetto misery, shootouts and liquor storesA perpendicular, angle of the clout warPolice searchin up my Lex over who`s petrolMy tech blows straight off the roof and tests yo` respect thoughBut dough don`t respect me, it got me handcuffedThe rough life, I just be up nights, breathin with scuffed Nike`sPour my beers for my peoples under the stairsThese years I got they names in my swearsPoppin Cristal like it`s my first child, lickin shots, holiday styleRockin Steele sweaters, Wallaby downTwenty-four carats, countin cabbage, like the arabsThe marriage of me and the mic is just like magicElegant performance, bubble Lex full insuranceGuzzlin Guinness shootin catchin cases concurrentIt`s Nas, seven hundred wives, King Solomon sizeWe on the rise, me and G, ghetto wise guysThe luciano Frankie Aiel, Bugsy SeagalGreen papers with eagles from a tray that`s illegal*singer* Brother you`ve got to make it happen Yeahhhahhyeahhh, get this money, yeahhh Brother you`ve got to make it happen When you`re living in the fast life, heyy yeah yeahVerse Three: G Rap, Nas[Rap] Aiyyo my lifestyle`s exquisite, yayo like a blizzard[Nas] It`s choir attire standin on ground with one pivot[Rap] Two players rockin silk blazers and diamonds like glaciers[Nas] Lands with namebrand seats reclinin like in spaceships[Rap] Bodies on ice[Nas] Livin trife, rollin fixed up dice[Rap] Gamblin Grants[Nas] Handlin stamps[duo] Moves are sheist[Nas] My bankrolls, got the cops comin in plain clothes[Rap] Tryin to arraign again cause of our fame that`s how the game goes[Nas] True[Rap] Right out the slammer with the fame and glamour Cookin up grams with Arm & Hammer supplyin scramblers in Alabama[Nas] Rub out faces and leave no traces My aces got mad body cases, preserve spaces at the horse races Servin us Dom P my cliquo Dimes with magnifico, puttin in cut inside ?perico? Heat for foes, shoppin sprees with my fleet for clothes in Carribean suites, deep, rippin beats with flows[Rap] Aiyyo, we went from standin on blocks, without some socks sellin rocks, to pickin up stock and boat docks with glocks and got poppy seed fields with million dollar bills Packin all the blue steel we keeps it real inside the battlefield[Nas] Yeah so here`s a toast to the funds and things Gun smokes in rings, graveyards is buried with kings Chorus*singer does same part again with variations to fade, mostly "I" for "you*

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