Luyện nghe bài hát Intro - The Firm

* actual song, not an or skit

nas

Yo this shit out, this is escobar
Out here chillin' with my nam, dj
Ya what I'm sayin'?, the boss of the bosses
of the tapes
No doubt, queens finest
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
Brooklyn

Verse one: brown

All ya hoes wanna stop my
Stare bitches down when I rock my
Knowin' that you hate me on the low, pop block my
me for the ice on my whips
Keeps the chrome fifths, make you so
Y'all hoes give me honestly, no but to chick
'ficially firm, no extra
No surprises, no diguises, no fox's, lil'
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 they know no click plain to ya'll
And y'all hoes is like fuck me, the to ya'll
Ya really ain't got no time to games wit' ya'll
And if I feel like shittin' on ya'll, I'm ya'll
I'm soundin' kind of harsh, ignore me
Not to stop the rhyme flow - but y'all mix shorty (uh)
Nerve of hoes tryin' to gel me
And uh, ya broke bitch what the ya tryin' to tell me?

(nas)

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

two: nas

The boss of the
Rhymes in my mind like it's and oysters
Jewels, you dell, cause we bail in
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 speak to ya leaders, we roll to smoke
I shoot 'em in my two
Yo he's the clown, the jamie foxx with his first album
Verse rounds, if ya made it it takes to stay paid
I'm in the tre tre, low, cause uh
Guzzlin' dom, twist on my 'dro, my yo
Glistenin' arm, platnuim, like my recrods
My wallet be mad brollick, from queensbridge
To hollies, stay like calm stockings
lovin' the dick, I smother my wrists
To remind me of the days I was like this
I to bust a nut on my fists, imagining
It was some lip, my dick
Now I'm handcuffin' my chicks, too
back, gettin' the or-al
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 yo, in ya career, niggas like
him? yeah, niggas fucked with esco
The emporer, thought I might have passed ya
Yo a nigga pass you piss, a raw move
Now that nigga's ass is his', we the baby boys
Y'all some
Kick the about real life and death situations
with real ice rings, breath tkin'
See me with whores, double ways and doors
The pa pa, commishoner style and boo za za
Gatherin' thoughts up inside the 12 casa
Lit cigars on the way to see the
Up in the balcony the one lensed bin-acular
Black and tuxes, black hustlers
Fuck wit' us, firm business, 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 bald headed, half way... afro ways havin'
Phoney rhymin'...copy cattin' fake lickin' bitches
What's the uhh