Luyện nghe bài hát Firm Fiasco

Verse one: nas escobar, az the

As far back as I can remember, I wanted to be in the firm
I can remember I first met sosa, it was a glorious time
were wise guys everywhere, we were around
Twenty one, two at the time
Yeah every place we go, every
People would 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 dollars for keeping
The ice cold, we were legends and we still are

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

Verse two: az the vizuliza, nas

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

Die for firm, live for this firm
Niggas learn, never should come your fam
ki's to ported grams, these are corners in the blue van
E's upon on us, cause of
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 fights with china white's by they pp
pc but all they get is good dick or four clips
For lips, by the jungle flise
Suck the pearl tongue juices, off you fly
her out to the spark's stakehouse, gentelmen style
Coincidental, here
Meet fem fatale, connection
Persian wet don, let's get "f" on
The ebony queen, fox you my left arm
Dre a qb the conton, bk and so on
Family strong ? ? ? ? nature, make we all get this millionaire's paper
What a sweet site for eyes, may we rise
Hope for now on we 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 shit turned me on

madonna, hoes kill for they popals
Never seen a 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 have my bleed, swear for 'em
Fuck and take the chair for 'em, whoever dare us
The thoughts that thoughts across a minds, pops the nine
Leave 'em resting in peices, while my bitches peep this
Death before decid-a, screw me on the
me in gabanna, peep dat
Think I'm flippin' on three cats,
Set yo clown ass right up with my ass
Bitch to hold the cash and g's, the guns for 'em
And the e berkee, breathe the the sun for 'em
Long style, swallow 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 that's real uhhh