Luyện nghe bài hát Firm Fiasco - Nas

Verse nas escobar, az the vizuliza

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

Two hundred angels, we balling from every angle
Heavy bag gold, changed angle
Let's tangle,
Ill lukiens at you, fuck parus
A billion b.c., originally black jews
honey now roasted, let's kill the colprate
He owe us shit, toe toe toe with that four bit
Fuck the hoe shit, mercury tax ? birth? for me
Personally I when earth was in need, indeed
Human lifeform transformed from light storms,
Electrons nuetrons, long
long, repltilaians I'll see y'all in the next millenium
What world are we really in, amphibians moved to the
Underwater force, under the court of law
Usually sport warlaw, my stay core raw
Fill of ambiants, fine carats and cars that launch
Nonchalaunt, usually there are jimmies up in the
Play low style, guteians change my profile
Left the pile, bet the guard be around for awhile
Firm islamic, hit the croner of the earth just a comet

two: az the vizuliza, nas escobar

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

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

Black madonna, hoes for they popals
Never a bitch like this, queen misses
Rock bds's on the left wrists, trick this
Respect this, niggas lie knee deep in this bitch
Wanna need bitch and my pussy bleed, swear for 'em
Fuck and take the chair for 'em, dare cross us
The thoughts that thoughts across a bitch's minds, pops the
Leave 'em in peices, while my thorough bitches peep this
Death before decid-a, screw me on the
Lace me in gabanna, 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 e berkee, breathe the the sun for 'em
Long dick style, 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 uhhh