Firm Fiasco (Greatest Hits, Vol.1. 2010)

Текст песни Nas and Az - Firm Fiasco (Greatest Hits, Vol.1. 2010)

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
21, 22 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 200 dollars
Just for keeping the ice-cold
Yeah, we were legends and we still are legends

Two hundred fallen angels, we ballin' from every angle
Heavy bag gold, Panamanian chains dangle
Let's tangle, tabernacles, Elohim's coming at you
Fuck parables, a billion years B.C., originally black Jews
Cashews honey now roasted, let's kill the culprit
He owe us shit, toe toe toe with that four, four bit
Fuck the ho shit, mercury back tax the birth of me

Personally I existed when Earth was in need, indeed
Human lifeform transformed from light storms, protons
Electrons neutrons, iced long
Night's long, reptilians, I'll see y'all in the next millennium
What world are we really in, amphibians moved to the Caribbean
Underwater force, placed under the court of law
Usually sport War-law, my mind stay core raw
Fill of ambient, love fine carats and cars that launch

Nonchalant, 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 a while
Firm Islamic, hit the corner of the Earth just like a comet

You see, I like Esco, he knew everybody and everybody knew him
He was the type of guy who rooted for the bad guys in the movies
But hey

Die for this Firm, live for this Firm
Niggas learn, nothing should come before your fam
From Ki's to ported grams, these are corners in the blue van
E's 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 Camden, we handlin' to D.C
Chips on fights with China White's by they tight PP

Wanting PC but all they get is good dick or four clips
For loose lips, by the jungle flips
Suck the pearl tongue juices, off your fly misses
Take her out to the Spark's steakhouse, gentleman style
Coincidental, family's here, meet fem fatal, French connection Persian wet don, let's get this "F" on
The Ebony queen, Fox you grab my left arm

Dre made it QB to Compton, BK and so on
Family strong, Consigliere Nature
Makin' sure we all get this millionaire's paper
What a sweet site for sour eyes, may we all rise
Hope for now on we never cross sides

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 y'all 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 BDS's on the left wrists, trick check this
Respect this, Firm's 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 bitch's minds, pops the nine
Leave 'em resting in pieces, while my thorough bitches peep this
Death before dishonor, screw me on the dick-a
Lace me in Gabanna, peep dat, think I'm flippin' on these three cats
Set yo clown ass right up with my down ass
Bitch to hold the cash and G's, stash the guns for 'em
And the icedy E bikini, breathe the, the sun for 'em

Long dick style, swallow the enemies cum for 'em
Pretty ass ho, bitches fuck 'em and I dumb on 'em
When Nas pop the Crist, Fox cops the fifth
Make my doe up for OZ's, now hoes that's real uh-uh
That's right
Uh-uh