Firm Fiasco Lyrics - 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 millennium 

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

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 

want to 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