Luyện nghe bài hát Firm Fiasco

Verse one: nas escobar, az the

As far back as I can remember, I always wanted to be in the
I can remember I first met sosa, it was a glorious time
There were wise guys everywhere, we were
Twenty one, twenty two at the
every place we go, every party
People would and stare when we walked in
We would give the a hundred dollars just for opening the door
Sosa would give the bartender two hundred dollars for keeping
The ice cold, yeah we legends and we still are

Two hundred angels, we balling from every angle
bag gold, panamania changed angle
Let's tangle,
Ill lukiens coming at you, parus
A billion years b.c., originally black
Cashsews honey now roasted, kill the colprate
He owe us shit, toe toe toe with four four bit
Fuck the hoe shit, mercury back tax ? for me
Personally I existed when was in need, indeed
Human lifeform transformed from light storms,
Electrons nuetrons, long
Nights long, repltilaians see y'all in the next millenium
What world are we really in, moved to the carribean
Underwater force, under the court of law
sport warlaw, my mind stay core raw
Fill of ambiants, fine carats and cars that launch
Nonchalaunt, usually are jimmies up in the palms
Play low style, guteians change my profile
Left the dope pile, bet the be around for awhile
Firm islamic, hit the of the earth just like a comet

two: az the vizuliza, nas escobar

See I like esco, he everybody and everybody knew him
He was the type of guy who routed for the bad in the movies
But hey

Die for this firm, live for this
Niggas learn, never should come your fam
From ki's to grams, these are corners in the blue van
E's upon on us, of warrants
While we smoke hash enormous, stack cheese
Travel the world taurus, went half with sosa for four bricks
Down in camdon, we to d.c.
Chips on with china white's by they tight pp
Wanting pc but all they get is good dick or clips
For lips, by the jungle flise
Suck the pearl juices, off you fly misses
Take her out to the spark's stakehouse, gentelmen
Coincidental, here
Meet fem fatale, connection
Persian wet don, let's get "f" on
The queen, fox you grab my left arm
Dre a qb the conton, bk and so on
Family strong ? ? ? ? nature, make sure we all get this paper
What a sweet for sour eyes, may we rise
Hope for now on we never sides

Veres foxy brown

You know what, most hoes would left these cats a long time ago
I mean if your man gave you a gun to hide, would y'all hoes do?
But you know, the kinda turned me on

Black madonna, hoes for they popals
seen a bitch like this, queen misses
Rock bds's on the left wrists, check this
Respect this, firm's niggas lie deep in this bitch
need bitch and have my pussy bleed, swear for 'em
Fuck and take the chair for 'em, dare cross us
The thoughts that thoughts across a bitch's minds, pops the
Leave 'em resting in peices, while my thorough peep this
before decid-a, screw me on the dick-a
Lace me in gabanna, dat
Think I'm on these three cats,
Set yo clown ass right up my down ass
to hold the cash and g's, stash the guns for 'em
And the icedy e berkee, the the sun for 'em
Long dick style, swallow the cum for 'em
ass hoe, bitches fuck 'em and I dumb on 'em
When nas pop the crist, fox cops the
my doe up for oz's, now hoes that's real uhhh