Luyện nghe bài hát Firm Fiasco - Nas

Verse nas escobar, az the vizuliza

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
There were guys everywhere, we were around
Twenty one, two at the time
Yeah every place we go, every
People would stop and stare when we in
We would give the doorman a hundred dollars just for the door
Sosa would give the two hundred dollars just 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 billion years b.c., originally black
Cashsews honey now roasted, let's 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 when earth was in need,
Human transformed from light storms, poltrons
Electrons nuetrons, iced
Nights long, repltilaians I'll see y'all in the next
world are we really in, amphibians moved to the carribean
Underwater force, placed under the of law
Usually warlaw, my mind stay 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 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 for the bad guys in the movies
But hey

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

three: foxy brown

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

Black madonna, kill for they popals
seen a bitch like this, queen misses
Rock bds's on the left wrists, trick check
Respect this, firm's niggas lie knee in this bitch
Wanna need bitch and have my bleed, swear for 'em
Fuck and take the for 'em, whoever dare cross us
The thoughts that thoughts a bitch's minds, pops the nine
Leave 'em resting in peices, while my thorough bitches peep
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 up with 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
ass hoe, bitches 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