Luyện nghe bài hát Intro - The Firm

* actual song, not an or skit

nas

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

Uhhh, uh huh
Uh huh,
Y'all cats ready for the firm
niggas, that's right
Get the da da
Uhh, uh huh
shit

Verse foxy brown

All ya wanna stop my chips
Stare bitches down when I my whips
Knowin' that you hate me on the low, pop block my
me for the ice on my whips
Keeps the chrome fifths, you so sick
hoes give me honestly, no choice but to chick
'ficially firm, no extra
No surprises, no diguises, no fox's, nas's
fam fam, az, 'mega
Na na, nas forever
While y'all is in a rage, ain't no tamin' ya'll
Ya still a young bitch, and I'm shamin'
Mad cause they know no click plain to
And y'all hoes is like fuck me, the same to
Ya really ain't got no time to play 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 flow - but y'all mix tapes shorty (uh)
Nerve of y'all hoes to gel me
And uh, ya broke what 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, cause we bail in
Of course it's, the
This court is ajurned, my is to burn
Y'all lil' nas's, middle guys's, 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
Glistenin' arm, rollin' platnuim, my recrods
My be mad brollick, from queensbridge projects
To hollies, real like calm stockings
Hoes lovin' the dick, I smother my
To remind me of the days I was like this
I to bust a nut on my fists, imagining
It was some lip, suckin' my
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 face with a halo, on ya
On ya block where ya stay yo, in ya career, niggas
Remember him? yeah, fucked with esco
The emporer, thought I might have 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 with real ice rings, tkin'
See me with whores, double ways and doors
The crew pa pa, commishoner and boo za za
Gatherin' thoughts up inside the 12 bedroom
Lit on the way to see the opera
Up in the balcony with the one lensed
Black and tuxes, black hustlers
wit' 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 blockin', skinny ugly... fuckin'...
lookin' bald headed, half way... afro ways havin'
Phoney rhymin'...copy cattin' dick lickin' bitches
What's the uhh