Kool G. Rap and DJ Polo

Kool G. Rap and DJ Polo - Fast Life lyrics

rate me

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 it

Verse One: Kool G Rap

Champagne wishes of caviar dreams ?a penis didn't cream?

With sales of fish scales from triple beams I gleam

Livin the live of rowdy packin fifty cali's

Rockin lizard Bally's while we do our drug deal in a dark alley

Up in casinos just me and my dino primo

Pushin beam-o's then parlay in Reno with two fly latinos

Nas, he runs the whole staff, we count mad for seen bad

We've seen a half a milli dashin out there on the Queens half

Three major players gettin papers by the layers

And those that portray us on the block get rocked like Domateus

Fakers get used to shootin targets, soon as the dark hits

Front on the drug market, bodies get rolled up in a carpet

Those that cheat us try to beat us we got hookers with heaters

that'll stray pop and put more shells in your top than Adidas

Da leaders, lookin straight crimy in our Giorgio Armani's

You wanna harm me and Nas you gots ta come get through a whole army

The celo rollers money folders sippin bola holdin mad payola

Slangin a Coke without the Cola

Me and black don't fake jacks but we might sling one

It ain't no shame in our game we do our thing son

Chorus

Livin the fast life, in fast cars

Everywhere we go, people know who we are

A team from out of Queens with the american dream

So we're plottin up a scheme to get the seven figure cream

(repeat 2X)

Verse Two: Nas Escobar

Yo I got, guns from Italy, smoke trees, considerably

Mid-state and Green it seems, is where all my niggaz be

The ghetto misery, shootouts and liquor stores

A perpendicular, angle of the clout war

Police searchin up my Lex over who's petrol

My tech blows straight off the roof and tests yo' respect though

But dough don't respect me, it got me handcuffed

The rough life, I just be up nights, breathin with scuffed Nike's

Pour my beers for my peoples under the stairs

These years I got they names in my swears

Poppin Cristal like it's my first child, lickin shots, holiday style

Rockin Steele sweaters, Wallaby down

Twenty-four carats, countin cabbage, like the arabs

The marriage of me and the mic is just like magic

Elegant performance, bubble Lex full insurance

Guzzlin Guinness shootin catchin cases concurrent

It's Nas, seven hundred wives, King Solomon size

We on the rise, me and G, ghetto wise guys

The luciano Frankie Aiel, Bugsy Seagal

Green 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 yeah

Verse 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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