Luyện nghe bài hát The Firm Intro *

* actual song, not an intro or

Nas

Yo check this out, this is Escobar
Out here with my nam, DJ Clue
Ya know what I'm sayin'?, the boss of the
of the tapes
No doubt, Queens finest
The boss of the bosses and ya listening to DJ
one

uhhh, uh huh
Uh huh,
Ya'll cats ain't for The Firm
Canivin' niggas, that's
Get the da da
Uhh, uh huh
shit

Verse One: Brown

All ya hoes stop my chips
Stare bitches when I rock my whips
that 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, Nas's
fam fam, AZ, 'Mega
Na Na, Nas Esco
ya'll hoes is in a rage, ain't no tamin' ya'll
Ya still a young bitch, and I'm shamin'
Mad cause they no click plain to ya'll
And hoes is like "fuck me", the same to ya'll
Ya really ain't got no time to play games 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 ya'll mix tapes shorty (uh)
Nerve of ya'll tryin' to gel me
And uh, ya broke bitch what the fuck ya tryin' to me?

(Nas)

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

Verse Nas

The of the bosses
Rhymes in my mind like pearls and oysters
Jewels, you dell, cause we in Porsches
Of course it's, The
This court is ajurned, my is to burn
Ya'll lil' Nas's, middle guys's, off
I to speak to ya leaders, we roll to smoke Cheeber
I 'em in my two seater
Yo he's the worst clown, the Foxx with 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, stay real like calm
Hoes the dick, I smother my wrists
To me of the days I was nuttin' like this
I used to 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 back the 4 too, zero
Ya'll better respect black deniro, have ya crew for Mereo
Of ya face a halo, on ya building
On ya block where ya stay yo, in ya career, niggas
"Remember him?" "yeah", niggas fucked with
The emporer, I might have passed ya Crist
Yo a pass you piss, made a raw move
Now that ass is his', we The Firm baby boys
some Pacifists
Kick the about real life and death situations
with real ice rings, breath tkin'
See me floss 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 with the one lensed bin-acular
and white tuxes, black hustlers
Fuck wit' us, Firm Business, let's 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
the dealy? uhh