Luyện nghe bài hát Glamour Life

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

Yo, I plan to live a life like my man Tony Montana
Stand and pose in front of
With my golden silk 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 is into getting Benjamin's
'Cuz if doesn't make dollars, it doesn't make sense

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

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

It's the glamour life, blow up the 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 life

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

Pushing a Lexus coupe, to pursuit 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] become the one for a lump sum of G's

Dirty rats pack gats for bullets of breeze at light speed
your pretty wife 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 two face
a symbol, my life throughout the motherfucking suitcase
You about to take place? Not Seis
body'll be laced, and left without a trace

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

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

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

Nigga I'm staying paid, you's a
Always broke with lazy ways
Anyway, to the subject, in the bub-Lex
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 blaze an L and seek a learning
Kaiser's everything illegally
We could de friend for years, 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 sacrifice
Bottle the rock, the ice, stash the dope and rice
And get ready for the glamour

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

She fuck for dough for opium, emporium
500 Benz, 500 sell 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 image of Appolonia
Now how can I go broke, twenties of coke
Plus songs I wrote, milkin' dumb I poke
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 it, just as fast as I spend the stuff
Uncle Sam's bluff dun, taxes don't bite us, bite us

My life, my
It's the glamour life, blow up the 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 ready for the life

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

The life, this life I live is trife as shit
Least my wife and kid got somewhere to live
I used to live in the gutter, me and my
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
Pass the mic the line, let them hear it
Let them it, send it screaming to the Holy Spirit

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