Luyện nghe bài hát The Firm Intro *

* actual song, not an intro or

Nas

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

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

Verse One: Brown

All ya hoes wanna my chips
Stare bitches down when I my whips
Knowin' that you hate me on the low, pop my dick
me for the ice on my whips
Keeps the chrome fifths, make you so
Ya'll hoes me honestly, no choice but to chick
'Ficially Firm, no shit
No surprises, no diguises, no Fox's, lil'
fam fam, AZ, 'Mega
Na Na, Nas forever
While hoes is in a rage, ain't no tamin' ya'll
Ya still a bitch, and I'm shamin' ya'll
Mad they know no click plain to ya'll
And hoes is like "fuck me", the same to ya'll
Ya really got no time to play games wit' ya'll
And if I feel like on ya'll, I'm namin' ya'll
I'm soundin' kind of harsh, ignore me
Not to stop the rhyme flow - but ya'll mix shorty (uh)
of ya'll hoes tryin' to gel me
And uh, ya broke bitch what the fuck ya tryin' to me?

(Nas)

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

Two: 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
court is ajurned, my thoughts is to burn
Ya'll Nas's, middle guys's, mouthin' off
I want to speak to ya leaders, we 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 made it what it takes to paid
I'm in the tre tre, double low, uh
Guzzlin' Dom, twist on my 'dro, my yo
Glistenin' arm, rollin' platnuim, like my
My be mad brollick, from Queensbridge projects
To Hollies, stay real calm stockings
Hoes the dick, I smother my wrists
To remind me of the I was nuttin' like this
I used to bust a nut on my fists,
It was lip, suckin' my dick
Now I'm handcuffin' my chicks, too
Layin' back, gettin' the
In the back with the 4 too,
better respect black deniro, have ya crew grab for Mereo
Of ya face a halo, on ya building
On ya where ya stay yo, in ya career, niggas like
"Remember him?" "yeah", fucked 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 Pacifists
the facts about real life and death situations
Mack with real ice rings, breath
See me floss with whores, double ways and
The crew Pa Pa, style and boo Za Za
Gatherin' thoughts up inside the 12 casa
Lit on the way to see the Opera
Up in the balcony the one lensed bin-acular
Black and white tuxes, black
Fuck wit' us, 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 havin'
Phoney rhymin'...copy fake dick lickin' bitches
the dealy? uhh