Luyện nghe bài hát Intro - The Firm

* actual song, not an intro or

nas

Yo this shit out, this is escobar
Out here chillin' my nam, dj clue
Ya what I'm sayin'?, the boss of the bosses
King of the
No doubt, queens yaknawhamean
The boss of the bosses and ya listening to dj
one

Uhhh, uh huh
Uh huh,
Y'all cats ain't ready for the
niggas, that's right
Get the da da
Uhh, uh huh
Brooklyn

Verse foxy brown

All ya hoes wanna my chips
Stare bitches down when I my whips
Knowin' you hate me on the low, pop block my dick
me for the ice on my whips
Keeps the fifths, make you so sick
Y'all hoes give me honestly, no choice but to
'ficially firm, no extra
No surprises, no diguises, no fox's, nas's
Strickly fam fam, az,
Na na, nas esco
While hoes is in a rage, ain't no tamin' ya'll
Ya a young bitch, and I'm shamin' ya'll
Mad cause they know no click plain to
And y'all hoes is like fuck me, the to ya'll
Ya really got no time to play games wit' ya'll
And if I feel like shittin' on ya'll, I'm ya'll
I'm soundin' kind of harsh, please me
Not to stop the flow - but y'all mix tapes shorty (uh)
Nerve of y'all hoes to gel me
And uh, ya broke bitch what the ya tryin' to tell me?

(nas)

Where ya where ya ya where ya where ya where ya
ya...
Where ya at

two: nas

The boss of the
Rhymes in my like it's pearls and oysters
Jewels, you dell, cause we bail in
Of it's, the firm
This is ajurned, my thoughts is to burn
Y'all nas's, middle guys's, mouthin' off
I want to speak to ya leaders, we roll to cheeber
I shoot 'em in my two
Yo he's the worst clown, the jamie foxx his first album
Verse rounds, if ya it what it takes to stay paid
I'm in the tre tre, double low, uh
Guzzlin' dom, on my 'dro, my drugs yo
arm, rollin' platnuim, like my recrods
My be mad brollick, from queensbridge projects
To hollies, stay real like calm
Hoes lovin' the dick, I my wrists
To remind me of the I was nuttin' like this
I used to a nut on my fists, imagining
It was some lip, my dick
Now I'm my chicks, yours too
Layin' back, gettin' the
In the with the 4 too, zero
better respect black deniro, have ya crew grab for mereo
Of ya face with a halo, on ya
On ya block ya stay yo, in ya career, niggas like
Remember yeah, niggas fucked with esco
The emporer, thought I might passed ya crist
Yo a nigga pass you piss, a raw move
Now that ass is his', we the firm baby boys
Y'all pacifists
the facts about real life and death situations
Mack real ice rings, breath tkin'
See me floss with whores, ways and doors
The crew pa pa, style and boo za za
Gatherin' thoughts up inside the 12 bedroom
Lit cigars on the way to see the
Up in the balcony with the one lensed
and white tuxes, black hustlers
Fuck us, firm business, let's discuss this...

nas

Wha wha wha, the
wha, wha wha wha
Ha ha, ha ha ha ha
Ha ha, norie, ha ha
Qb, brook-lyn, the don
We run new
Ya cock blockin', ugly... fuckin'...
Phoney lookin' bald headed, way... afro ways havin'
Phoney rhymin'...copy cattin' fake dick bitches
the dealy? uhh