Luyện nghe bài hát Firm Fiasco - Nas

Verse one: nas escobar, az the

As far as I can remember, I always wanted to be in the firm
I can remember when I first met sosa, it was a glorious
were wise guys everywhere, we were around
Twenty one, twenty two at the
Yeah place we go, every party
People would stop and stare we walked in
We would give the doorman a hundred 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, changed angle
tangle, tabernacles
Ill coming at you, fuck parus
A billion 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 existed when earth was in need,
Human lifeform transformed from storms, poltrons
Electrons nuetrons, iced
Nights long, repltilaians I'll see in the next millenium
world are we really in, amphibians moved to the carribean
Underwater force, placed under the of law
Usually sport warlaw, my mind stay raw
Fill of ambiants, love fine and cars that launch
Nonchalaunt, usually are jimmies up in the palms
low style, guteians change my whole profile
Left the pile, bet the guard be around for awhile
islamic, hit the croner of the earth just like a comet

Verse az the vizuliza, nas escobar

See I like esco, he everybody 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
Niggas learn, should come before your fam
ki's to ported grams, these are corners in the blue van
E's on us, cause of warrants
While we smoke cheese enormous, stack cheese
Travel the world like taurus, went with sosa for four bricks
in camdon, we handlin' to d.c.
Chips on fights with white's by they tight pp
Wanting pc but all they get is dick or four clips
For loose lips, by the flise
the pearl tongue juices, off you fly misses
Take her out to the spark's stakehouse, gentelmen
Coincidental, here
Meet fem fatale, french
wet don, let's 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 cross

Veres foxy brown

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

Black madonna, hoes kill for popals
Never seen a like this, queen misses
Rock bds's on the wrists, trick check this
Respect this, firm's niggas lie knee deep in this
need bitch and have my pussy bleed, swear for 'em
Fuck and take the chair for 'em, dare cross us
The thoughts that across a bitch's minds, pops the nine
Leave 'em resting in peices, while my thorough bitches this
before decid-a, screw me on the dick-a
Lace me in gabanna, dat
I'm flippin' on these three cats,
Set yo clown ass right up my down ass
Bitch to the cash and g's, stash the guns for 'em
And the icedy e berkee, 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