Luyện nghe bài hát The Firm Intro *

* song, not an intro or skit

Nas

Yo check this shit out, this is
Out here chillin' with my nam, DJ
Ya what I'm sayin'?, the boss 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,
Ya'll cats ready for The Firm
Canivin' niggas, that's
Get the da da
Uhh, uh huh
shit

Verse Foxy Brown

All ya hoes wanna my chips
bitches down when I rock my whips
Knowin' that you hate me on the low, pop block my
me for the ice on my whips
Keeps the chrome fifths, make you so
Ya'll hoes give me honestly, no choice but to
Firm, no extra shit
No surprises, no diguises, no Fox's, Nas's
Strickly fam fam, AZ,
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 ya'll
Mad cause they know no click plain to
And ya'll is like "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' kind of harsh, ignore me
Not to the rhyme flow - but ya'll mix tapes shorty (uh)
Nerve of ya'll hoes to gel me
And uh, ya broke bitch what the ya tryin' to tell me?

(Nas)

Where ya where ya where ya 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, cause we bail in
Of course it's, The
This court is ajurned, my is to burn
Ya'll lil' Nas's, 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 Jamie Foxx with his first
Verse rounds, if ya made it what it takes to stay
I'm in the tre tre, low, cause uh
Guzzlin' Dom, on my 'dro, my drugs yo
Glistenin' arm, rollin' platnuim, my recrods
My wallet be mad brollick, from Queensbridge
To Hollies, stay real calm stockings
Hoes lovin' the dick, I smother my
To remind me of the days I was nuttin' like
I used to a nut on my fists, imagining
It was some lip, suckin' my
Now I'm handcuffin' my chicks, too
Layin' back, the or-al
In the with the 4 too, zero
Ya'll better respect black deniro, have ya crew grab for
Of ya face with a halo, on ya
On ya where ya stay yo, in ya career, niggas like
"Remember him?" "yeah", fucked with Esco
The emporer, thought I have passed 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 real life and death
with real ice rings, breath tkin'
See me floss with whores, ways and doors
The crew Pa Pa, Commishoner and boo Za Za
Gatherin' thoughts up inside the 12 bedroom
Lit cigars on the way to see the
Up in the balcony with the one 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 cock blockin', ugly...fuckin'...
lookin' bald headed, half way...afro ways havin'
Phoney rhymin'...copy fake dick lickin' bitches
What's the uhh