Luyện nghe bài hát Firm Fiasco - Nas

Verse nas escobar, az the vizuliza

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

Two hundred angels, we balling from every angle
Heavy bag gold, panamania changed
tangle, tabernacles
Ill coming at you, fuck parus
A billion years b.c., originally black
Cashsews now roasted, let's 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 when earth was in need, indeed
Human lifeform transformed light storms, poltrons
Electrons nuetrons, long
Nights long, repltilaians I'll see in the next millenium
What world are we really in, amphibians moved to the
Underwater force, placed under the of law
sport warlaw, my mind stay core raw
Fill of ambiants, love fine and cars that launch
Nonchalaunt, there are jimmies up in the palms
Play low style, guteians change my whole
Left the dope pile, bet the be around for awhile
Firm islamic, hit the croner of the earth like a comet

two: az the vizuliza, nas escobar

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

Die for this firm, live for firm
Niggas learn, never should come your fam
From to ported grams, these are corners in the blue van
E's on us, cause of warrants
While we smoke hash enormous, stack cheese
Travel the world like taurus, went half sosa for four bricks
in camdon, we handlin' to d.c.
Chips on fights with china white's by tight pp
Wanting pc but all they get is dick or four clips
For loose lips, by the flise
Suck the pearl tongue juices, off you fly
Take her out to the spark's stakehouse, style
Coincidental, family's
Meet fem fatale, connection
Persian wet don, let's get 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 this paper
What a sweet site for sour eyes, may we
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 kinda turned me on

Black madonna, hoes for they popals
Never seen a bitch like this, queen
bds's on the left wrists, trick check this
Respect this, firm's niggas lie knee deep in this
Wanna bitch and have my pussy bleed, swear for 'em
Fuck and take the for 'em, whoever dare cross us
The that thoughts across a bitch's minds, pops the nine
Leave 'em resting in peices, my thorough bitches peep this
Death before decid-a, me on the dick-a
Lace me in gabanna, dat
I'm flippin' on these 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
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 hoes that's uhhh