Firm Fiasco — текст песни (Foxy Brown)





Verse one: nas escobar, az the vizuliza



As far back as I can remember, I always wanted to be in the firm

I can remember when I first met sosa, it was a glorious time

There were wise guys everywhere, we were around

Twenty one, twenty two at the time

Yeah every place we go, every party

People would stop and stare when we walked in

We would give the doorman a hundred dollars just for opening the door

Sosa would give the bartender two hundred dollars just for keeping

The ice cold, yeah we were legends and we still are



Two hundred fallen angels, we balling from every angle

Heavy bag gold, panamania changed angle

Lets tangle, tabernacles

Ill lukiens coming at you, fuck parus

A billion years b.c., originally black jews

Cashsews honey now roasted, lets kill the colprate

He owe us shit, toe toe toe with that four four bit

Fuck the hoe shit, mercury back tax ? birth? for me

Personally I existed when earth was in need, indeed

Human lifeform transformed from light storms, poltrons

Electrons nuetrons, iced long

Nights long, repltilaians Ill see yall in the next millenium

What world are we really in, amphibians moved to the carribean

Underwater force, placed under the court of law

Usually sport warlaw, my mind stay core raw

Fill of ambiants, love fine carats and cars that launch

Nonchalaunt, usually there are jimmies up in the palms

Play low style, guteians change my whole profile

Left the dope pile, bet the guard be around for awhile

Firm islamic, hit the croner of the earth just like a comet



Verse two: az the vizuliza, nas escobar



See I like esco, he knew everybody and everybody knew him

He was the type of guy who routed for the bad guys in the movies

But hey



Die for this firm, live for this firm

Niggas learn, never should come before your fam

From kis to ported grams, these are corners in the blue van

Es upon on us, cause of warrants

While we smoke hash cheese enormous, stack cheese

Travel the world like taurus, went half with sosa for four bricks

Down in camdon, we handlin to d.c.

Chips on fights with china whites by they tight pp

Wanting pc but all they get is good dick or four clips

For loose lips, by the jungle flise

Suck the pearl tongue juices, off you fly misses

Take her out to the sparks stakehouse, gentelmen style

Coincidental, familys here

Meet fem fatale, french connection

Persian wet don, lets get this "f" on

The ebony queen, fox you grab my left arm

Dre made a qb the conton, bk and so on

Family strong ? ? ? ? nature, make sure we all get this millionaires paper

What a sweet site for sour eyes, may we rise

Hope for now on we never cross sides



Veres three: foxy brown



You know what, most hoes would have left these cats a long time ago

I mean if your man gave you a gun to hide, what would yall hoes do?

But you know, the shit kinda turned me on



Black madonna, hoes kill for they popals

Never seen a bitch like this, queen misses

Rock bdss on the left wrists, trick check this

Respect this, firms niggas lie knee deep in this bitch

Wanna need bitch and have my pussy bleed, swear for em

Fuck and take the chair for em, whoever dare cross us

The thoughts that thoughts across a bitchs minds, pops the nine

Leave em resting in peices, while my thorough bitches peep this

Death before decid-a, screw me on the dick-a

Lace me in gabanna, peep dat

Think Im flippin on these three cats,

Set yo clown ass right up with my down ass

Bitch to hold the cash and gs, stash the guns for em

And the icedy e berkee, breathe the the sun for em

Long dick style, swallow the enemies cum for em

Pretty ass hoe, bitches fuck em and I dumb on em

When nas pop the crist, fox cops the fifth

Make my doe up for ozs, now hoes thats real uhhh



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