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 boss of the
King of the
No doubt, finest yaknawhamean
The boss of the bosses and ya listening to DJ
one

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

Verse Foxy Brown

All ya hoes wanna stop my
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 fifths, make you so sick
hoes give me honestly, no choice but to chick
'Ficially Firm, no shit
No surprises, no diguises, no Fox's, Nas's
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 click plain to
And hoes is like "fuck me", the same 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' of harsh, please ignore me
Not to stop the rhyme flow - but ya'll mix shorty (uh)
Nerve of hoes 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

Two: Nas

The boss of the
in my mind like it's pearls and oysters
Jewels, you dell, cause we in Porsches
Of course it's, The
This is ajurned, my thoughts is to burn
Ya'll lil' Nas's, guys's, mouthin' off
I want to speak to ya leaders, we roll to Cheeber
I 'em in my two seater
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, double low, uh
Guzzlin' Dom, twist on my 'dro, my yo
Glistenin' arm, rollin' platnuim, my recrods
My wallet be mad brollick, from Queensbridge
To Hollies, stay like calm stockings
Hoes lovin' the dick, I my wrists
To remind me of the days I was nuttin' like
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 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 where ya yo, in ya career, niggas like
"Remember him?" "yeah", niggas with Esco
The emporer, thought I might passed ya Crist
Yo a nigga pass you piss, made a raw
Now that ass is his', we The Firm baby boys
some Pacifists
Kick the facts about real life and death
Mack with ice rings, breath tkin'
See me floss with whores, ways and doors
The Pa Pa, Commishoner style and boo Za Za
Gatherin' thoughts up the 12 bedroom casa
Lit cigars on the way to see the
Up in the balcony the one lensed bin-acular
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'...
Phoney lookin' bald headed, half way...afro ways
Phoney rhymin'...copy fake dick lickin' bitches
What's the uhh