Lirik Lagu Firm Fiasco - Foxy Brown
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Verse One: Nas Escobar, AZ the Vizuliza
As far back as I can remember, I always wanted to be in the FirmI can remember when I first met Sosa, it was a glorious timeThere were wise guys everywhere, we were aroundTwenty one, twenty two at the timeYeah every place we go, every partyPeople would stop and stare when we walked inWe would give the doorman a hundred dollars just for opening the doorSosa would give the bartender two hundred dollars just for keepingThe ice cold, yeah we were legends and we still are
Two hundred fallen angels, we balling from every angleHeavy bag gold, panamania changed angleLet's tangle, tabernaclesIll lukiens coming at you, fuck ParusA billion years B.C., originally black JewsCashsews honey now roasted, let's kill the colprateHe owe us shit, toe toe toe with that four four bitFuck the hoe shit, mercury back tax ?birth? for mePersonally I existed when Earth was in need, indeedHuman lifeform transformed from light storms, poltronsElectrons nuetrons, iced longNights long, repltilaians I'll see ya'll in the next milleniumWhat world are we really in, amphibians moved to the CarribeanUnderwater force, placed under the court of lawUsually sport Warlaw, my mind stay core rawFill of ambiants, love fine carats and cars that launchNonchalaunt, usually there are Jimmies up in the palmsPlay low style, Guteians change my whole profileLeft the dope pile, bet the guard be around for awhileFirm 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 himHe was the type of guy who routed for the bad guys in the moviesBut hey
Die for this Firm, live for this FirmNiggas learn, never should come before your famFrom ki's to ported grams, these are corners in the blue vanE's upon on us, cause of warrantsWhile we smoke hash cheese enormous, stack cheeseTravel the world like Taurus, went half with Sosa for four bricksDown in Camdon, we handlin' to D.C.Chips on fights with China White's by they tight PPWanting PC but all they get is good dick or four clipsFor loose lips, by the jungle fliseSuck the pearl tongue juices, off you fly missesTake her out to the Spark's stakehouse, gentelmen styleCoincidental, family's hereMeet fem fatale, French connectionPersian wet don, let's get this "F" onThe Ebony queen, Fox you grab my left armDre made a QB the conton, BK and so onFamily strong ???? Nature, make sure we all get this millionaire's paperWhat a sweet site for sour eyes, may we riseHope for now on we never cross sides
Veres Three: Foxy Brown
You know what, most hoes would have left these cats a long time agoI mean if your man gave you a gun to hide, what would ya'll hoes do?But you know, the shit kinda turned me on
Black Madonna, hoes kill for they popalsNever seen a bitch like this, queen missesRock BDS's on the left wrists, trick check thisRespect this, Firm's niggas lie knee deep in this bitchWanna need bitch and have my pussy bleed, swear for 'emFuck and take the chair for 'em, whoever dare cross usThe thoughts that thoughts across a bitch's minds, pops the nineLeave 'em resting in peices, while my thorough bitches peep thisDeath before decid-a, screw me on the dick-aLace me in Gabanna, peep datThink I'm flippin' on these three cats,Set yo clown ass right up with my down assBitch to hold the cash and G's, stash the guns for 'emAnd the icedy E Berkee, breathe the the sun for 'emLong dick style, swallow the enemies cum for 'emPretty ass hoe, bitches fuck 'em and I dumb on 'emWhen Nas pop the Crist, Fox cops the fifthMake my doe up for OZ's, now hoes that's real uhhh
As far back as I can remember, I always wanted to be in the FirmI can remember when I first met Sosa, it was a glorious timeThere were wise guys everywhere, we were aroundTwenty one, twenty two at the timeYeah every place we go, every partyPeople would stop and stare when we walked inWe would give the doorman a hundred dollars just for opening the doorSosa would give the bartender two hundred dollars just for keepingThe ice cold, yeah we were legends and we still are
Two hundred fallen angels, we balling from every angleHeavy bag gold, panamania changed angleLet's tangle, tabernaclesIll lukiens coming at you, fuck ParusA billion years B.C., originally black JewsCashsews honey now roasted, let's kill the colprateHe owe us shit, toe toe toe with that four four bitFuck the hoe shit, mercury back tax ?birth? for mePersonally I existed when Earth was in need, indeedHuman lifeform transformed from light storms, poltronsElectrons nuetrons, iced longNights long, repltilaians I'll see ya'll in the next milleniumWhat world are we really in, amphibians moved to the CarribeanUnderwater force, placed under the court of lawUsually sport Warlaw, my mind stay core rawFill of ambiants, love fine carats and cars that launchNonchalaunt, usually there are Jimmies up in the palmsPlay low style, Guteians change my whole profileLeft the dope pile, bet the guard be around for awhileFirm 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 himHe was the type of guy who routed for the bad guys in the moviesBut hey
Die for this Firm, live for this FirmNiggas learn, never should come before your famFrom ki's to ported grams, these are corners in the blue vanE's upon on us, cause of warrantsWhile we smoke hash cheese enormous, stack cheeseTravel the world like Taurus, went half with Sosa for four bricksDown in Camdon, we handlin' to D.C.Chips on fights with China White's by they tight PPWanting PC but all they get is good dick or four clipsFor loose lips, by the jungle fliseSuck the pearl tongue juices, off you fly missesTake her out to the Spark's stakehouse, gentelmen styleCoincidental, family's hereMeet fem fatale, French connectionPersian wet don, let's get this "F" onThe Ebony queen, Fox you grab my left armDre made a QB the conton, BK and so onFamily strong ???? Nature, make sure we all get this millionaire's paperWhat a sweet site for sour eyes, may we riseHope for now on we never cross sides
Veres Three: Foxy Brown
You know what, most hoes would have left these cats a long time agoI mean if your man gave you a gun to hide, what would ya'll hoes do?But you know, the shit kinda turned me on
Black Madonna, hoes kill for they popalsNever seen a bitch like this, queen missesRock BDS's on the left wrists, trick check thisRespect this, Firm's niggas lie knee deep in this bitchWanna need bitch and have my pussy bleed, swear for 'emFuck and take the chair for 'em, whoever dare cross usThe thoughts that thoughts across a bitch's minds, pops the nineLeave 'em resting in peices, while my thorough bitches peep thisDeath before decid-a, screw me on the dick-aLace me in Gabanna, peep datThink I'm flippin' on these three cats,Set yo clown ass right up with my down assBitch to hold the cash and G's, stash the guns for 'emAnd the icedy E Berkee, breathe the the sun for 'emLong dick style, swallow the enemies cum for 'emPretty ass hoe, bitches fuck 'em and I dumb on 'emWhen Nas pop the Crist, Fox cops the fifthMake my doe up for OZ's, now hoes that's real uhhh
