Luyện nghe bài hát The Firm Intro *

* song, not an intro or skit

Nas

Yo this shit out, this is Escobar
Out here chillin' my nam, DJ Clue
Ya know what I'm sayin'?, the of the bosses
King of the
No doubt, Queens yaknawhamean
The of the bosses and ya listening to DJ Clue
one

uhhh, uh huh
Uh huh,
Ya'll cats ready for The Firm
niggas, that's right
Get the da da
Uhh, uh huh
shit

Verse One: Foxy

All ya hoes wanna my chips
Stare bitches down when I rock my
Knowin' you hate me on the low, pop block my dick
Stick me for the ice on my
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, lil'
Strickly fam fam, AZ,
Na Na, Nas Esco
While ya'll hoes is in a rage, no tamin' ya'll
Ya a young bitch, and I'm shamin' ya'll
Mad cause they know no plain to ya'll
And ya'll hoes is like "fuck me", the same to
Ya really ain't got no time to play games wit'
And if I feel like on ya'll, I'm namin' ya'll
I'm soundin' kind of harsh, ignore me
Not to the rhyme flow - but ya'll mix tapes shorty (uh)
Nerve of ya'll hoes to gel me
And uh, ya broke bitch the fuck 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 mind like pearls and oysters
Jewels, you dell, we bail in Porsches
Of it's, The Firm
court is ajurned, my thoughts is to burn
Ya'll 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 the worst clown, the Jamie Foxx with his first album
Verse rounds, if ya made it what it 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, Queensbridge 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 to bust a nut on my fists, imagining
It was some lip, my dick
Now I'm my chicks, yours too
back, gettin' the or-al
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 him?" "yeah", niggas with Esco
The emporer, thought I might have ya Crist
Yo a nigga pass you piss, a raw move
Now nigga's ass is his', we The Firm baby boys
Ya'll some
Kick the facts about 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 the 12 bedroom casa
Lit cigars on the way to see the
Up in the balcony with the one lensed
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'...
lookin' bald headed, half way...afro ways havin'
Phoney rhymin'...copy fake dick lickin' bitches
the dealy? uhh