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Исполнитель: Foxy Brown f Havoc

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[Foxy] Uhh, uh-huh, Firm<br>[Havoc] Infamous<br>[Foxy] The Brook-lyn, Q-B<br><br> *chorus*<br>[Foxy] My mind is the drama, that got me lookin back<br>[both] constant<br>[Foxy] Some Don shit, Foxy, get ready to<br>[both] bomb shit<br>[Foxy] Blink a eye, missed the comment<br> The calmest, it`s not a threat, it`s a promise, yeah<br><br>Verse One: Foxy Brown<br><br>Who be the, mahogany, mami, the slanted eyes<br>hold it down, Boogie Fox, you bitch niggaz strip<br>You web niggaz dead on, get fucked and wet on<br>Shitted on, I want a low, fuckin wit Don<br>like Ronald, thirty inch, fortistrano<br>Mill-ion, sophisticado, ill movado<br>The Firm`s baby girl, my fam be my whole world<br>It figures, cause she`d die for them niggaz<br>Doe or Die status, ma-ma be the baddest<br>From Brook-lyn to Queensbrige, it`s pure Havoc, Havoc<br>We on a job, fuckin wit Mobb<br>They had the drop on em, the slanted eyes peep the rocks on em<br>He kinda jig, and he bubblin big<br>Dig a hole holdin, so`s watch his cash start foldin<br>And bet though, twenty G craps wet though<br>Nas you shoulda seen the nigga jet though<br>Had it on blast, shoulda seen me shakin all of my ass<br>Of course me, I threw the gas, thug nigga turnin real saucy<br>Firm lay low I`ma play if you say so<br>So stay close like I`m bout to twist babe bro<br>I laid it down, went a couple of rounds, and tried to flaunt him<br>I threw it on him, now he`s right where I want him<br><br>Verse Two: Havoc<br><br>Got my mind in crooked ways<br>Saturated up in Alize, you ain`t a threat nigga<br>So get big nigga baby girl crossin over send your soldiers<br>Toucha fuck a rusher, this world is colder<br>like a, day in December 25th Son I got gift<br>from monkey, motherfuckers, that wanna rip<br>Get your shit split, pushed back, grill that ass don`t look back<br>Respect this, like a Lexus repo man I took that<br>Five cats to death dog, like shop I`m gonna set more<br>handwritten obituaries vocal through my chords<br>Lights out... just pull the nines out<br>Let`s find out, pointin shook ones, they pointin dimes out<br>It ain`t hard, straight up and down, you get your deck pulled<br>My hand is full, of fake niggaz I position<br>Expensive intuition fuck a rap competition<br>Gat expo, get a grip and never let go<br>The tet blows, the rapper Noyd said, "That ass is wet though"<br>Triple P, paranoid plus petrol<br>Scared to death, put the pedal to the metal<br>Ghetto connections, Audi 4, take your section<br>You only get once chance, ain`t no second guessin<br>We blessin, peepin your style, them never testin<br>Lessons of life walk the night witcha weapon<br><br>*chorus reversed, Havoc takes the main and Foxy joins in<br> starts with "Son it`s the drama" instead*<br><br>Verse Three: Foxy Brown<br><br>Fox Boogs, whattup, they get the jack, what the fuck<br>Lucked up, the thug nigga took a L nigga bitched up<br>The snake niggaz slither like Jake, ain`t all great<br>Ain`t no threat Dunn, fuckin with them niggaz that`s fake<br>They got though, pushin a 850 auto, they sayin nada<br>They know The Firm gettin nachoes<br>Cheddar like whatever, I see money frontin in the Land<br>I got him, I got me a fuck and his man<br>Murderous mami, I threw the kiss, he was hist`<br>Oooh, shoulda seen that ill Roley on his wrist<br>It seem like he fuckin wit cream somethin mean<br>You`ll be straight with his eight, and dead him on all his heron<br>Realistically, papi, is history, mami<br>I got this, chill Pa Pa, let me rock this<br>I`m fuckin wit fours to cock this, let me plot this<br>ice he nuttin nice, if he front, take his life<br>At the Shark Bar, fuckin wit Duke, him and his mans<br>Really frontin boo, got him the red velour Filas too<br>Here come my niggaz now in the black Hummer stuntin<br>Yeah that`s The Firm, jig the fuck up and body sumpin<br>Whattup now Duke, his eyes cried from the inside<br>I seen all of his fears cause he about to fry<br>He looked at me, through his right eye, was like<br>"Mami why?" I felt fucked up, I can`t lie<br>He was shook, `Mega opened his chest, ain`t nuttin left<br>but the sky blue Land, and that niggaz last breath<br>Last breath...

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