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
There were wise guys everywhere, we were
Twenty one, twenty two at the
every place we go, every party
People would stop and stare when we in
We would give the doorman a hundred dollars just for the door
Sosa would give the bartender two hundred dollars for keeping
The ice cold, yeah we were legends and we are

Two hundred fallen angels, we from every angle
Heavy bag gold, panamania changed
tangle, tabernacles
Ill lukiens coming at you, fuck
A billion years b.c., originally black
Cashsews honey now roasted, let's kill the
He owe us shit, toe toe toe with that four bit
Fuck the hoe shit, mercury back tax ? for me
Personally I existed when was in need, indeed
lifeform transformed from light storms, poltrons
Electrons nuetrons, iced
Nights long, repltilaians I'll see y'all in the next
What are we really in, amphibians moved to the carribean
Underwater force, placed the court of law
Usually sport warlaw, my mind core raw
Fill of ambiants, love fine carats and cars launch
Nonchalaunt, usually there are jimmies up in the
Play low style, guteians my whole profile
Left the dope pile, bet the guard be around for
Firm islamic, hit the croner of the earth 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 guys in the
But hey

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

Veres three: foxy

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

Black madonna, hoes kill for popals
Never seen a 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 have my bleed, swear for 'em
Fuck and the chair for 'em, whoever dare cross us
The thoughts that across a bitch's minds, pops the nine
'em resting in peices, while my thorough bitches peep this
Death before decid-a, screw me on the
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 and g's, stash the guns for 'em
And the icedy e berkee, the the sun for 'em
Long dick style, the enemies cum for 'em
Pretty ass hoe, bitches fuck 'em and I on 'em
When nas pop the crist, fox the fifth
Make my doe up for oz's, now hoes real uhhh