Luyện nghe bài hát Firm Fiasco - Nas

Verse one: nas escobar, az the

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

Two hundred 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 now roasted, let's kill the colprate
He owe us shit, toe toe toe with that four bit
the hoe shit, mercury back tax ? birth? for me
Personally I existed earth was in need, indeed
Human lifeform transformed from light storms,
Electrons nuetrons, long
Nights long, repltilaians I'll see y'all in the millenium
world are we really in, amphibians moved to the carribean
Underwater force, under the court of law
Usually sport warlaw, my mind core raw
of ambiants, love fine carats and cars that launch
Nonchalaunt, there are jimmies up in the palms
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

two: az the vizuliza, nas escobar

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

Die for this firm, live for firm
Niggas learn, should come before your fam
From ki's to ported grams, these are in the blue van
E's on us, cause of warrants
While we hash cheese enormous, stack cheese
Travel the world like taurus, went half with for four bricks
in camdon, we handlin' to d.c.
Chips on with china white's by they tight pp
Wanting pc but all they get is good or four clips
For lips, by the jungle flise
Suck the pearl juices, off you fly misses
Take her out to the spark's stakehouse, gentelmen
Coincidental, family's
fem fatale, french connection
Persian wet don, let's get f on
The queen, fox you grab my left arm
Dre a qb the conton, bk and so on
Family strong ? ? ? ? nature, sure we all get this millionaire's paper
a sweet site for sour eyes, may we rise
Hope for now on we never cross

three: foxy brown

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

Black madonna, hoes for they popals
seen a bitch like this, queen misses
Rock bds's on the left wrists, trick check
this, firm's 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 resting in peices, while my thorough bitches this
Death before decid-a, me on the dick-a
Lace me in gabanna, 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, 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, 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