Luyện nghe bài hát Firm Fiasco - Nas

Verse one: nas escobar, az the

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

Two fallen angels, we balling from every angle
Heavy bag gold, changed angle
Let's tangle,
Ill lukiens coming at you, parus
A years b.c., originally black jews
Cashsews honey now roasted, kill the colprate
He owe us shit, toe toe toe with four four bit
Fuck the hoe shit, 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 next
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 carats and cars launch
Nonchalaunt, usually are jimmies up in the palms
Play low style, change my whole profile
Left the dope pile, bet the be around for awhile
Firm islamic, hit the of the earth just like a comet

Verse az the vizuliza, nas escobar

See I esco, he knew 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, live for this
Niggas learn, never should before your fam
From to ported grams, these are corners in the blue van
E's upon on us, of warrants
we smoke hash cheese enormous, stack cheese
Travel the world like taurus, went half with sosa for four
Down in camdon, we to d.c.
Chips on fights with china white's by they pp
pc but all they get is good dick or four clips
For loose lips, by the flise
the pearl tongue juices, off you fly misses
Take her out to the stakehouse, gentelmen style
Coincidental, here
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
What a site for sour eyes, may we rise
Hope for now on we never cross

Veres three: 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 shit kinda me on

Black madonna, kill for they popals
seen a bitch like this, queen misses
Rock bds's on the left wrists, check 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, 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 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
When nas pop the crist, fox cops the
Make my doe up for oz's, now that's real uhhh