Luyện nghe bài hát Intro - The Firm

* song, not an intro or skit

nas

Yo check this shit out, this is
Out here chillin' with my nam, dj
Ya know 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,
cats ain't ready for the firm
Canivin' niggas, that's
Get the da da
Uhh, uh huh
Brooklyn

Verse one: brown

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

(nas)

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

two: nas

The boss of the
Rhymes in my mind it's pearls and oysters
Jewels, you dell, we bail in porsches
Of course it's, the
court is ajurned, my thoughts is to burn
Y'all lil' nas's, middle guys's, off
I want to to ya leaders, we roll to smoke cheeber
I shoot 'em in my two
Yo he's the clown, the jamie foxx with his first album
Verse rounds, if ya made it what it takes to stay
I'm in the tre tre, low, cause uh
Guzzlin' dom, twist on my 'dro, my yo
Glistenin' arm, rollin' platnuim, my recrods
My wallet be mad brollick, queensbridge projects
To hollies, stay like calm stockings
Hoes lovin' the dick, I smother my
To me of the days I was nuttin' like this
I to bust 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
Y'all better respect black deniro, have ya crew for mereo
Of ya with a halo, on ya building
On ya block where ya stay yo, in ya career, niggas
Remember him? yeah, niggas fucked with
The emporer, thought I have passed ya crist
Yo a nigga you piss, made a raw move
Now that nigga's ass is his', we the baby boys
Y'all pacifists
Kick the about real life and death situations
with real ice rings, breath tkin'
See me with whores, double ways and doors
The crew pa pa, commishoner and boo za za
thoughts up inside the 12 bedroom casa
Lit cigars on the way to see the
Up in the with the one lensed bin-acular
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' headed, half way... afro ways havin'
Phoney rhymin'...copy cattin' fake dick bitches
the dealy? uhh