Luyện nghe bài hát Firm Fiasco - Nas

Verse nas escobar, az the vizuliza

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

Two hundred fallen angels, we from every angle
Heavy bag gold, panamania changed
tangle, tabernacles
Ill lukiens at you, fuck parus
A years b.c., originally black jews
Cashsews honey now roasted, let's kill the
He owe us shit, toe toe toe with that four bit
the hoe shit, mercury back tax ? birth? for me
Personally I existed when was in need, indeed
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, amphibians moved to the
force, placed under the court of law
Usually warlaw, my mind stay core raw
Fill of ambiants, love carats and cars that launch
Nonchalaunt, usually there are jimmies up in the
low style, guteians change my whole profile
Left the dope pile, bet the guard be for awhile
Firm islamic, hit the croner of the earth just like a

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 this firm, live for firm
learn, never should 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 cheese enormous, stack
Travel the world like taurus, went half with sosa for four
in camdon, we handlin' to d.c.
Chips on fights with china white's by they pp
Wanting pc but all 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, here
fem fatale, french connection
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
Hope for now on we never sides

Veres three: brown

You what, most hoes would 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 kinda turned me on

Black madonna, kill for they popals
Never seen a bitch like this, misses
Rock bds's on the left wrists, check this
this, firm's niggas lie knee deep in this bitch
Wanna bitch and have my pussy bleed, swear for 'em
Fuck and take the chair for 'em, whoever dare us
The thoughts that thoughts across a bitch's minds, the nine
Leave 'em resting in peices, while my 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 icedy e berkee, the the sun for 'em
dick style, swallow the enemies 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 real