paroles de chanson Glamour Life - Big Punisher
(Cuban
Link)
Glamour
life
style
baby,
bottle
the
rocks
Lose
the
ice,
100
mil
kid,
money,
money,
money,
mo
Platinium
status,
yeah,
what
up,
what
up?
(Big
Punisher)
Stick
around
(Cuban
Link)
Yo,
I
plan
to
live
a
life
a-glamour
Like
my
man
Tony
Montana
Stand
and
pose
in
front
of
cameras
With
my
golden
silk
pajamas
on
Smoking
havanas,
drinking
Don
P
Thinking
beyond
deeper
than
Ghandi,
while
I'm
in
the
Diamante
Counting
my
G's,
I'm
out
to
be
a
millionaire
Dipped
in
gear,
flickin'
hundred
dollar
bills
in
the
air
Oh
yeah,
Cuban
Link
is
into
getting
benjamins
Cuz
if
doesn't
make
dollars,
then
it
doesn't
make
sense
I
represent,
I'm
in
to
be
the
king
of
New
York
Went
from
living
in
tenements
to
up
in
house
resorts
I'm
the
latino,
that'll
take
you
to
war
like
Al
Pacino
Even
De
Niro
know
not
to
gamble
in
my
casino
Vino
wanna
rock,
slaps,
to
dinners
with
mobsters
I
got
shit
locked
from
Prospect
Ave.
to
the
tropics
Sitting
on
top
of
the
world
like
the
sun
A
living
legend
from
the
Bronx,
second
to
none,
unless
it's
Pun
(Big
Punisher)
It's
the
glamour
life,
blow
up
the
kids
and
the
wife
Players
who
ain't
half
as
nice
swear
to,
but
they
sacrifice
Bottle
the
rock,
freeze
the
ice,
stash
the
dope
and
rice
And
get
ready
for
the
glamour
life
(Triple
Seis)
Ripped
off
from
the
Infiniti
Dump
the
body
an'
the
shottie
down
the
lake,
leaving
no
identity
Just
the
memory,
a
casualty
as
I
casually
make
move
on
my
rivalries
All
eyes
I
be,
on
the
quest
for
loot
Pushing
a
Lexus
coupe,
to
pursuit
them
troops,
against
the
big-joker
Sipping
alimoca,
playing
poker
with
some
chocha
Heard
an
approacher,
must
be
fam,
but
damn
I
had
to
smoke
Pun
(Big
Punisher:
Get
the
motherfucking
gun)
Since
now
I've
become
the
one
wanted
for
a
lump
sum
of
G's
Dirty
rats
pack
gats
for
cheese
Bullets
of
breeze
at
light
speed
Taking
your
pretty
wife
life
and
sacrificing
your
seeds
Indeed,
we
let
him
bleed
for
50
G's
Ship
his
body
to
the
states,
filled
with
50
keys
Please,
no
remorse
for
your
two
face
Inside
a
symbol,
my
life
throughout
the
motherfucking
suitcase
You
about
to
take
who's
place?
Not
Seis...
Your
body'll
be
laced,
and
left
without
a
trace
(Big
Punisher)
The
glamour
life,
the
glamour
life,
yo
(Big
Punisher)
(Fat
Joe)
Yo,
I'ts
the
motherfucking
Don
Cartagena
The
leader,
Terror
Squad
cleaner
Leave
your
family
crying
for
you
like
Argentina,
mira
Street
Dreamer
like
Nas,
my
entourage
is
thick
Camouflaging
this
bitch,
so
God
forbid
you
start
some
shit
My
squad's
equipped
with
an
arsenal
of
ammunition
Hollow
tips
an',
cop
killers
with
the???
Accounts
in
Switzerland
for
rainy
days
Nigga
I'm
staying
paid,
you's
a
joke
Always
broke
with
your
lazy
ways
Anyway,
back
to
the
subject,
in
the
bub-Lex
In
the
back
seat,
having
rough
sex
I
love
this
glamorous
life
I
live,
having
the
ice
and
shit
Think
twice,
I
give
Christ
your
kids
I
live
life
for
gifts,
keep
the
five
burning
while
the
tires
turning
I
blaze
an
L
and
seek
a
higher
learning
Kaiser's
learnin'
everything
illegally
We
could
be
friend
for
years,
cross
me
once
that's
theivity
(Big
Punisher)
(Armaggedon)
Yo,
the
dough,
the
rap,
the
audience,
party
heavy
till
the
40's
in
Ill
like
the
Yakuza
run
the
Orient
Take
all
the
rent,
and
no
man
wept
the
path
his
daughter
went
Dicks
with
the
fallopian,
wide
as
auditorium
She
fuck
for
dough
for
opium,
prostitute
emporium
500
Benz,
500
friends
sell
Cambodian
8's
cup
of
vodka,
4 cup
of
juice
for
sodium
Money,
money,
sweet
as
the
smell
of
magnolia
It
gets
you-
Dime
bitches
spitting
image
of
Apollonia
Now
how
can
I
go
broke,
pumping
twenties
of
coke
Plus
songs
I
wrote,
milkin'
dumb
honeys
I
poke
The
young
blood
sat
on
the
bench
in
Vant
Courtland,
slingin'
Singing
how
he
trying
to
get
cash
for
Jordans
Another
cat
toss
his
Beamer
to
get
the
insurance
Currency's
gonna
murder
me...
It's
never
enough
Breakin'
my
ass
gettin'
it,
just
as
fast
as
I
spend
the
stuff
Calling
Uncle
Sam's
bluff
dun,
taxes
don't
bite
us,
bite
us...
(Big
Punisher)
My
life...
my
life...
(Big
Punisher)
The
glamour
life,
play
precise,
defense
is
tight
I'm
out
to
settle
the
score,
let's
do
it
right
Enough
for
looking
at
grave,
It's
paying
back
tonight
Yo
Twin
pass
the
lah,
pass
the
light
The
glamour
life,
this
life
I
live
is
trife
as
shit
Least
my
wife
and
kid
got
somewhere
nice
to
live
I
used
to
live
in
the
gutter,
me
and
my
mother
Now
she's
fifty
years
old,
pushing
a
hummer
The
glamour
life,
hand
me
a
knife
I'll
slice
and
dice
Mini-mize,
send
them
to
Christ
in
the
after
life
Pass
the
mic
down
the
line,
let
them
hear
it
Let
them
fear
it,
send
it
screaming
to
the
Holy
Spirit
Glamour
life,
the
glamour
life,
the
glamour
life
It's
the
glamour
life,
yo
it's
the
glamour,
it's
the
glamour
life
Glamour
life,
glamour
life,
glamour
life
Cock
the
hammer,
in
this
motherfucking
life,
bitch
1 Charlie Rock Shout - Skit
2 Intro
3 Beware
4 Super Lyrical
5 Taster's Choice - Skit
6 Still Not a Player
7 Intermission
8 The Dream Shatterer
9 Punish Me
10 Punish Me
11 Pakinamac, Pt. 1 (Skit)
12 You Ain't a Killer
13 Pakinamac Pt. II - Skit
14 Caribbean Connection
15 Caribbean Connection
16 Glamour Life
17 Glamour Life
18 Capital Punishment Medley
19 Capital Punishment Medley
20 Uncensored (Skit)
21 I'm Not a Player
22 Twinz (Deep Cover 98)
23 Twinz (Deep Cover 98)
24 Boomerang
25 Tres Leches (Triboro Trilogy)
26 Charlie Rock Shout - Skit
27 Fast Money
28 Parental Discretion
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