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Verse One: Foxy Brown Check it, uhh Protect this, nigga for the necklace I throw the death wish , the pretty slim sex shit The rep this, remember Fox said this We on some next shit, we are blessed this The scares on our backs mean we met this The lie for them, for 25 sentence To keep my eyes on 'em, I straight knowin' when the light shine on 'em Shitty drugs and drama, oppposite three pretty thugs and a don momma Fillin' the rest, the steel in they chest And Boogs threw the kiss of death, it was over And we laid out, chill I was open off the way he ate out It was real, for real I was fuckin' wit' mills and he was frag-ile We wowin', the brown stallion Stay stylin', on the low foulin' The whole Firm woulin', we lucked it I know the trick bitch he fuck with, on some duct shit Heard through the grade that she sucked it, Firm Sos and Esco Mad loco, Fox and Mega for whatever and through this chedda We gon' stay family, till we fry though The fam will never split even if one of us die though Along with our get go's, we gon' blaze til it brick-o's Peep the na na, sweet taboo The Firm tattoo on the tha tha, now tell me what crew Letras de cancionesHold it down like we do da da Verse Two: Az the Vizuiliza Till the death of this, murderous moves persue effortless Ice neckalce, high priced dressed executives Peep the grammer, flim built strong stamina Forty-four nickel plate long with the silencer Play for keeps in shut eye you stay sleep shit Remain deep in ???? thrown at ya veins jeeps Juiliani suite got all the kings goin' up for creek Devil like biz now, who left his twirl in the streets No intelligence, stritcly slow niggaz minds with ???? It's evident, Feds mess up paid ya residents We all for livin', heavyweight Firm division Mine, I check mine ?Iaswines? is my religion You know the stees, take aim, cock and squeeze It's the prophecies, got the philosciphies Socrates Next up Verse Three: Cormega Yo I believe that's me (yo Mega represent for the family) Aye yo, the Feds fot me in the top ten, cuz when my door got knocked in A four four man's hoped in, my sinister mind Shines like a Dilinger, Mega exhaulted Babyface crime emperor Yo life is based on cultures and creeds, and feed the way Be the thug nigga sess, I've seen niggaz tied up Handcuffed and ????, cold crisis is live when drugs supply driver The Millenium drives up, rimes and my blinds ya eyes temporarily Nas and Mega be heavily armed for felony, John you could never see The next fat cat of NYC, It Was Written like ghetto life heirogriphics Livin' since my real niggaz bailed me out of prision, a lot of scams Cause the narcotics beamin', Queens had marked dollars And the knowledge of thieves, my dream is the legacy Of my penetentary, fake thugs couldn't even take gloves to burry me Verse Four: Nas Escobar To all theroughbreds takin' the corners, ya'll need to join us Firm most powerful nation of rap performers, high class generals Confidence, payin' lawyers Swift as Oscar Delaholia, green berett warriors Fakes I keep them like the John Kennedy tape, in the new with two Bustin' all in they face, I'm never worried cause your see through My man built the Sugar Hill from sweet tooth, we all eat Cause we I speak truth, uneducated black youth Street diploma, teach Greeks and Romans but the legacy was stollen It's a Firm thing, generally green I wrote the theme On how to sell a million while ya cats are mad at ya promotion team I roll with the nice as Fox, black ice pushin' whips without a license Yeah, tight as five strokes, Nas got 19 wifies Seven sheisty, nine of them Piceses Three white meats under tight cheese, woulin' Big links is heavy like bricks, used to want a pitbull While feedin' them raw steak, it's core take More cake, I take the time off the so-called king of the town And lock it down From Letras Mania