Luyện nghe bài hát The Firm Intro *

* song, not an intro or skit

Nas

Yo check this out, this is Escobar
Out here chillin' my nam, DJ Clue
Ya know what I'm sayin'?, the of the bosses
of the tapes
No doubt, finest yaknawhamean
The boss of the bosses and ya 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 Foxy Brown

All ya hoes wanna stop my
bitches down when I rock my whips
Knowin' that you me on the low, pop block my dick
me for the ice on my whips
Keeps the chrome fifths, make you so
Ya'll hoes give me honestly, no but to chick
'Ficially Firm, no shit
No surprises, no diguises, no Fox's, lil'
fam fam, AZ, 'Mega
Na Na, Nas Esco
While ya'll hoes is in a rage, no tamin' ya'll
Ya still a young bitch, and I'm shamin'
Mad cause they know no click to ya'll
And ya'll is like "fuck me", the same to ya'll
Ya really ain't got no to play games wit' ya'll
And if I feel like shittin' on ya'll, I'm namin'
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 bitch what the fuck ya tryin' to me?

(Nas)

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

Two: Nas

The of the bosses
Rhymes in my mind it's pearls and oysters
Jewels, you dell, cause we in Porsches
Of course it's, The
This court is ajurned, my thoughts is to
Ya'll lil' Nas's, middle guys's, off
I want to speak to ya leaders, we to smoke Cheeber
I shoot 'em in my two
Yo he's the clown, the Jamie 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 wallet be mad brollick, from Queensbridge
To Hollies, stay real like calm
Hoes the dick, I smother my wrists
To remind me of the days I was nuttin' like
I used to bust a nut on my fists,
It was lip, suckin' my dick
Now I'm my chicks, yours too
Layin' back, gettin' the
In the back with the 4 too,
Ya'll better respect black deniro, have ya grab for Mereo
Of ya face a halo, on ya building
On ya block where ya stay yo, in ya career, like
"Remember him?" "yeah", fucked with Esco
The emporer, thought I might have ya Crist
Yo a pass you piss, made a raw move
Now that nigga's ass is his', we The Firm boys
Ya'll some
Kick the facts about life and death situations
Mack with real ice rings, tkin'
See me with whores, double ways and doors
The crew Pa Pa, style and boo Za Za
Gatherin' thoughts up the 12 bedroom casa
Lit on the way to see the Opera
Up in the balcony with the one 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'
rhymin'...copy cattin' fake dick lickin' bitches
What's the uhh