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 first met sosa, it was a time
There were guys everywhere, we were around
Twenty one, two at the time
Yeah 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 two hundred dollars just for keeping
The ice cold, yeah we were legends and we are

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

two: 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, for this firm
Niggas learn, never come before your fam
From ki's to ported grams, are corners in the blue van
E's on us, cause of warrants
While we smoke hash enormous, stack cheese
Travel the world like taurus, went half with for four bricks
in camdon, we handlin' to d.c.
Chips on fights china white's by they tight pp
Wanting pc but all they get is good or four clips
For lips, by the jungle flise
the pearl tongue juices, off you fly misses
Take her out to the stakehouse, gentelmen style
Coincidental, family's
Meet fem fatale, french
Persian wet don, get this "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 site for sour eyes, may we rise
for now on we never cross sides

Veres three: brown

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

Black madonna, hoes kill for they
seen a bitch like this, queen misses
Rock on the left wrists, trick check this
this, firm's niggas lie knee deep in this bitch
Wanna need bitch and my pussy bleed, swear for 'em
Fuck and take the for 'em, whoever dare cross us
The thoughts that across a bitch's minds, pops the nine
Leave 'em resting in peices, while my thorough bitches this
Death decid-a, screw me on the dick-a
me in gabanna, peep dat
Think I'm flippin' on 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 e berkee, breathe the the sun for 'em
Long dick style, swallow the cum for 'em
Pretty ass hoe, bitches fuck 'em and I on 'em
When nas pop the crist, fox the fifth
Make my doe up for oz's, now hoes that's uhhh