Luyện nghe bài hát The Firm Intro *

* actual song, not an intro or

Nas

Yo this shit out, this is Escobar
Out chillin' with my nam, DJ Clue
Ya know what I'm sayin'?, the 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,
cats ain't ready for The Firm
Canivin' niggas, right
Get the da da
Uhh, uh huh
shit

Verse One: Foxy

All ya hoes stop my chips
Stare bitches down I rock my whips
Knowin' that you me on the low, pop block my dick
me for the ice on my whips
Keeps the fifths, make you so sick
Ya'll hoes give me honestly, no choice but to
'Ficially Firm, no shit
No surprises, no diguises, no Fox's, Nas's
fam fam, AZ, 'Mega
Na Na, Nas forever
While ya'll hoes is in a rage, no tamin' ya'll
Ya still a young bitch, and I'm ya'll
Mad cause they know no click plain to
And ya'll hoes is "fuck me", the same to ya'll
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' of harsh, please ignore me
Not to stop the flow - but ya'll mix tapes shorty (uh)
Nerve of ya'll tryin' to gel me
And uh, ya broke what the fuck ya tryin' to tell me?

(Nas)

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

Verse Nas

The boss of the
Rhymes in my mind like it's pearls and
Jewels, you dell, we bail in Porsches
Of course it's, The
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 his first album
Verse rounds, if ya made it what it to stay paid
I'm in the tre tre, double low, uh
Guzzlin' Dom, twist on my 'dro, my yo
arm, rollin' platnuim, like my recrods
My wallet be mad brollick, Queensbridge projects
To Hollies, stay real like stockings
Hoes lovin' the dick, I 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, suckin' my
Now I'm handcuffin' my chicks, too
back, gettin' the or-al
In the back with the 4 too,
Ya'll respect black deniro, have ya crew grab for Mereo
Of ya face with a halo, on ya
On ya where ya stay yo, in ya career, niggas like
"Remember him?" "yeah", niggas fucked with
The emporer, thought I might have passed ya
Yo a nigga you piss, made a raw move
Now that nigga's ass is his', we The Firm boys
some Pacifists
Kick the facts about real life and death
Mack with ice rings, breath tkin'
See me floss with whores, double and doors
The Pa Pa, Commishoner 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, 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 bald headed, half way...afro ways havin'
rhymin'...copy cattin' fake dick lickin' bitches
What's the uhh