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[nas

That firm shit, that firm shit, what's

That shit, that firm shit

Everyday i'ma polli bout, who's the best out?
And will ever let gotti out?
Am I real? feel to try me out
Guaranteed eternally, you out
I only bang quarters, not a thing of
Than a dime, like a crime scene reporter
Thought shorty would but the game taught her
Hoodrat just like thelma, james'
Killer put you on, got you in bucon
Bledest stone, where the you call home?

[foxy
Brooklyn girl, plotted then I the world
You the whole drill, na na so ill
mills and escro, decimals
Cancoon, mexico,
Bracelets got all, along with
Now it's platinum rings, is sold
Hot the jumpstart, let the game spark
Thriller, I shot to the top of the charts

[nas
honcho, cat esco
Push everything from the to the fo'
Never love a ho, get my sucked
the chocolate, trick my chicks up
Pass all the ki's to mami, it up
Fox get the b's, live it up

(x2)

Your love, so
You deserve hardcore
[nas] that firm shit, that firm

[foxy
Firm, what? get my twat licked
love a trick, get him for his chips
Fuck him and his dick, nigga where the
He actin like a bitch, he should've known
Got the stone the wrist, I ain't no bonin
Bomb ass shit, I play with my shit

[nas
Rap niggas, capitalise, figures
Cognac is liquor
Got me all out, now I'm in the street with the guns out
Niggas better take me home, 'fore I out
Might fuck around, lay somethin
Wit mad niggas out here to see shit
We that click, runnin shit up in new
All the way down to hicktown, layin it

[foxy
Fox be the classiest, the
The clubs, all thugs grab my wrists, me moselle crist
More of the to hold you with
Keep hatin i'ma fold your
Should've known to control that chick, hoes mad cos I the 6
Doe of ices, black isis
Sidewalk, my niggas stay your girl
The rest be, hoes in jeans with red seams
it from me, let a nigga dream
Make em lick that, get the cat for his

(x2)

[foxy
It's about time I that
Bitches learn game, rehearse
It ain't no love, ma that
Ya hoes slap while I got him on his back
to hurt that

[nas
Think you're grown, half the sittin at home
the kids, while you're gettin it on
I'm too smart for that, caught you
Receipts in your prada bag, sweets weekend
my doe, I coulda spent that on hydro
You ain't slick enough, think I know

brown]
Dumb ass, I slept on your bum ass
Knew the whole stee bout a chip me
Did it on g-p, let you eat me
Couldn't freak me, I'm off with tv
[nas] that firm shit, that firm

Can't get enough, oooooh oooooh, oooohooooh
[nas] that firm shit, that firm

(x3)

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