Текст песни The Firm - Firm Freestyle
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(Foxy) uh, uh huh, huh y`all cats ain`t ready for the firm uh, dats right, uh, uh huh, brooklyn shit[Foxy Brown]All y`all hoes wanna stop my chipsStare a bitch down when I rock my whips(UH!)Knowin that you hate me on the low, cock glock by dicksStick me for the ice on my wristsKeeps the chorme fifth, make you so sickY`all hoes give me honostly no choice but to shit`Ficially Firm, no extra shit, no suprisesNo disguses, no Foxes, lil NasesStictly Fan Fam, AZ, Mega, Na Na, Nas Esco for evaWhen y`all hoes is in the range ain`t no tame to y`allI`m still a young bitch and i`m ashamed of y`allMad cuz they know no clique claimed to y`allAnd y`all hoes is like fuck me, the same to y`all (thats right)And I really got no time to play no games with y`allAnd if I feel like shittin on y`all, I`m namin y`all (UH!)If I`m soundin kinda harsh, please ignore meNot to stop ya rhyme flow, but ya`ll makes takes shortyThe nerve of y`all hoes tryna gail meAnd Uhhhh, ya broke bitch, what the fuck ya tryna stale me(Nas) where ya 4X(singing) where ya at nigga?[Nas]Lost to the bossesRhymes in my mind like these pearls and oystersJew-els you deal because we bail in porchesOf course its the firm, this court is ajournedMy thoughts is to burned y`all little nasesMiddle guises mouthin off I wanna speak to y`all leaders, you bump and smoke cheebaI shoot em in my two seat-aYo you`s the worst clownThe Jamie Fox with his first down, first roundsIf ya made it when it takes to stay paidI`m in the trade trade in the double-o kuzzleGuzzelin don twist on my dro my drugs yoGlistenin um... rollie platinum like my recordsMy wallet be mad brolickFrom Queen Bride Projects, the hottestStill real from palm socketsHoes lovin the dick, I`ll smuggle my wristTo remind me of the days when it was nothing like thisI used to bust a nut on my fist, imaginin it was some lips, sucking my dickNow I`m handcuffin my chicks, and yours tooLayin back gettin the all woo, In the back of the four-two-zeroY`all better respect black DeNiroHave ya crew graph a miro, of ya face with a haloOn your building on your block where you stay lowEnd your career, niggas like remember him, yeahNigga fucked with Esco, the emperorThought I might have passed you crisYo a nigga passed you pissedMade the wrong move, now the nigga ass is HisWe the firm baby boys, y`all surpass to thisKeep the facts about real life and death situationsMack with real ice, rings, his breath takenSee me floss with whores, jumpin ways and doorsThe crew papa commisioned out and clue(?) zada(?)Gatherin thoughts up in the 12 bed room casaThe cigars on the way to see the operaUp in the balcony with the wineians binocularBlack and white tuxes, black hustlersFuck with us, firm buisness we`ll discuss this