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 when I met sosa, it was a glorious time
There wise guys everywhere, we were around
Twenty one, twenty two at the
Yeah every place we go, every
People stop and stare when we walked in
We would give the doorman a dollars just for opening the door
Sosa would give the bartender two hundred just for keeping
The ice cold, yeah we legends and we still are

Two fallen angels, we balling from every angle
Heavy bag gold, panamania changed
tangle, tabernacles
Ill lukiens coming at you, fuck
A billion years b.c., black jews
Cashsews honey now roasted, let's kill the
He owe us shit, toe toe toe with that four bit
Fuck the hoe shit, back tax ? birth? for me
Personally I existed when earth was in need,
Human lifeform transformed from storms, poltrons
Electrons nuetrons, iced
Nights long, repltilaians I'll see in the next millenium
What world are we really in, moved to the carribean
Underwater force, placed under the of law
Usually sport warlaw, my stay core raw
of ambiants, love fine carats and cars that launch
Nonchalaunt, usually there are jimmies up in the
Play low style, guteians change my profile
Left the pile, bet the guard be around for awhile
Firm islamic, hit the of the earth just like a comet

Verse az the vizuliza, nas escobar

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

Die for this firm, live for this
Niggas learn, never come before your fam
From ki's to ported grams, these are in the blue van
E's on us, cause of warrants
we smoke hash cheese enormous, stack cheese
Travel the world like taurus, went half 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 get is good dick or four clips
For lips, by the jungle flise
the pearl tongue juices, off you fly misses
Take her out to the spark's stakehouse, style
Coincidental, here
fem fatale, french connection
Persian wet don, get this "f" on
The ebony queen, fox you grab my arm
Dre a qb the conton, bk and so on
strong ? ? ? ? nature, make sure we all get this millionaire's paper
What a sweet site for eyes, may we rise
Hope for now on we never cross

Veres foxy brown

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

Black madonna, kill for they popals
Never seen a like this, queen misses
Rock bds's on the left wrists, trick this
Respect this, firm's niggas lie knee in this bitch
need bitch and have my pussy bleed, swear for 'em
Fuck and take the chair for 'em, whoever dare us
The thoughts that thoughts a bitch's minds, pops the nine
Leave 'em in peices, while my thorough bitches peep this
before decid-a, screw me on the dick-a
Lace me in gabanna, dat
Think I'm flippin' on these cats,
Set yo ass right up with my down ass
Bitch to the cash and g's, stash the guns for 'em
And the e berkee, breathe the the sun for 'em
Long dick style, swallow the cum for 'em
Pretty ass hoe, fuck 'em and I dumb on 'em
When nas pop the crist, fox the fifth
Make my doe up for oz's, now hoes that's uhhh