Firm Fiasco - 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 
Let's tangle, tabernacles 
Ill lukiens coming at you, fuck Parus 
A billion years B.C., originally black Jews 
Cashsews honey now roasted, let's 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 I'll see ya'll 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 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 Camdon, 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 flise 
Suck the pearl tongue juices, off you fly misses 
Take her out to the Spark's stakehouse, gentelmen style 
Coincidental, family's here 
Meet fem fatale, French connection 
Persian wet don, let's 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 millionaire's 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 ya'll 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 peices, while my thorough bitches peep this 
Death before decid-a, 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 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 OZ's, now hoes that's real uhhh