Luyện nghe bài hát Intro - The Firm

* actual song, not an intro or

nas

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

Uhhh, uh huh
Uh huh,
cats ain't ready for the firm
Canivin' niggas, that's
Get the da da
Uhh, uh huh
shit

Verse foxy brown

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

(nas)

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

two: nas

The of the bosses
in my mind like it's pearls and oysters
Jewels, you dell, we bail in porsches
Of it's, the firm
This is ajurned, my thoughts is to burn
lil' nas's, middle guys's, mouthin' off
I want to to ya leaders, we roll to smoke cheeber
I 'em in my two seater
Yo he's the worst clown, the jamie foxx with his first
rounds, if ya made it what it takes to stay paid
I'm in the tre tre, low, cause uh
dom, twist on my 'dro, my drugs yo
Glistenin' arm, platnuim, like my recrods
My wallet be mad brollick, from projects
To hollies, real like calm stockings
Hoes lovin' the dick, I my wrists
To me of the days I was nuttin' like this
I used to a nut on my fists, imagining
It was lip, suckin' my dick
Now I'm my chicks, yours too
Layin' back, the or-al
In the back the 4 too, zero
Y'all better respect black deniro, have ya crew for mereo
Of ya face a halo, on ya building
On ya block where ya stay yo, in ya career, niggas
Remember him? yeah, niggas with esco
The emporer, I might have passed ya crist
Yo a nigga you piss, made a raw move
Now that nigga's ass is his', we the baby boys
some pacifists
Kick the facts about real and death situations
Mack with real ice rings, breath
See me floss with whores, double ways and
The crew pa pa, style and boo za za
Gatherin' thoughts up the 12 bedroom casa
Lit on the way to see the opera
Up in the balcony the one lensed bin-acular
Black and white tuxes, black
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' dick lickin' bitches
the dealy? uhh