The Firm (US) - Firm Freestyle lyrics

(Foxy) uh, uh huh, huh y'all cats ain't ready for the firm Uh, dats right, uh, uh huh, brooklyn sh** (Foxy Brown) All y'all hoes want to stop my chips Stare a b**h down when I rock my whips(UH!) Knowin that you hate me on the low, co*k glock by dicks Stick me for the ice on my wrists Keeps the chorme fifth, make you so sick Y'all hoes give me honostly no choice but to sh** 'Ficially Firm, no extra sh**, no suprises No disguses, no Foxes, lil Nases Stictly Fan Fam, AZ, Mega, Na Na, Nas Esco for eva When y'all hoes is in the range ain't no tame to y'all I'm still a young b**h and I'm ashamed of y'all Mad 'cause they know no clique claimed to y'all And y'all hoes is like f** me, the same to y'all (that's right) And I really got no time to play no games with y'all And if I feel like sh**tin on y'all, I'm namin y'all (UH!) If I'm soundin kinda harsh, please ignore me Not to stop ya rhyme flow, but ya'll makes takes shorty The nerve of y'all hoes tryna gail me And Uhhhh, ya broke b**h, what the f** ya tryna stale me (Nas) where ya 4X(singing) where ya at n***a? (Nas) Lost to the bosses Rhymes in my mind like these pearls and oysters Jew-els you deal because we bail in porches Of course its the firm, this court is ajourned My thoughts is to burned y'all little nases Middle guises mouthin off I want to speak to y'all leaders, you bump and smoke cheeba I shoot em in my two seat-a Yo you's the worst clown The Jamie Fox with his first down, first rounds If ya made it when it takes to stay paid I'm in the trade trade in the double-o kuzzle Guzzelin don twist on my dro my d** yo Glistenin um... rollie platinum like my records My wallet be mad brolick From Queen Bride Projects, the hottest Still real from palm sockets Hoes lovin the dick, I'll smuggle my wrist To remind me of the days when it was nothing like this I used to bust a nut on my fist, imaginin it was some lips, s**ing my dick Now I'm handcuffin my chicks, and yours too Layin back gettin the all woo, In the back of the four-two-zero Y'all better respect black DeNiro Have ya crew graph a miro, of ya face with a halo On your building on your block where you stay low End your career, n***as like remember him, yeah n***a f**ed with Esco, the emperor Thought I might have pa**ed you cris Yo a n***a pa**ed you pissed Made the wrong move, now the n***a a** is His We the firm baby boys, y'all surpa** to this Keep the facts about real life and d**h situations Mack with real ice, rings, his breath taken See me floss with who*es, jumpin ways and doors The crew papa commissioned out and clue(?) zada(?) Gatherin thoughts up in the 12 bed room casa The cigars on the way to see the opera Up in the balcony with the wineians binocular Black and white tuxes, black hustlers f** with us, firm business we'll discuss this