Luyện nghe bài hát Firm Fiasco

Verse nas escobar, az the vizuliza

As far back as I can remember, I always to be in the firm
I can remember I first 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 would stop and stare we walked in
We would give the doorman a dollars just for opening the door
Sosa would give the bartender two dollars just for keeping
The ice cold, yeah we were legends and we are

Two hundred angels, we balling from every angle
Heavy bag gold, panamania changed
tangle, tabernacles
Ill coming at you, fuck parus
A billion b.c., originally black jews
Cashsews now roasted, let's kill the colprate
He owe us shit, toe toe toe that four four bit
the hoe shit, mercury back tax ? birth? for me
Personally I existed earth was in need, indeed
Human 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, placed the court of law
Usually sport warlaw, my stay core raw
Fill of ambiants, love fine 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 guard be for awhile
Firm islamic, hit the of the earth just like a comet

Verse az the vizuliza, nas escobar

See I like esco, he knew everybody and 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 before fam
From ki's to grams, these are corners in the blue van
E's upon on us, of warrants
While we smoke hash cheese enormous, cheese
Travel the like taurus, went half with sosa for four bricks
in camdon, we handlin' to d.c.
Chips on fights china white's by they tight pp
pc but all they get is good dick or four clips
For loose lips, by the jungle
Suck the tongue juices, off you fly misses
Take her out to the spark's stakehouse, style
Coincidental, family's
fem fatale, french connection
Persian wet don, get this "f" on
The ebony queen, fox you my left arm
Dre a qb the conton, bk and so on
strong ? ? ? ? nature, make sure we all get this millionaire's paper
What a site for sour eyes, may we rise
Hope for now on we cross sides

Veres three: foxy

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

madonna, hoes kill for they popals
Never seen a bitch like this, queen
Rock on the left wrists, trick check this
Respect this, niggas lie knee deep in this bitch
Wanna need bitch and my pussy bleed, swear for 'em
and take the chair for 'em, whoever dare cross us
The thoughts that thoughts across a minds, pops the nine
Leave 'em in peices, while my thorough bitches peep this
Death decid-a, screw me on the dick-a
me in gabanna, peep dat
Think I'm flippin' on these cats,
Set yo clown ass right up my down ass
Bitch to hold the cash and g's, stash the for 'em
And the e berkee, breathe the the sun for 'em
Long dick style, the enemies cum for 'em
Pretty ass hoe, bitches 'em and I dumb on 'em
nas pop the crist, fox cops the fifth
Make my doe up for oz's, now hoes that's real