The Firm, Megaski - Firm Biz lyrics

The six ease out, CD laced, digital readout
No doubt, cop Glocks from the dread
Fuck the weed house show elegance
Hate females with no intelligence
Embezzlement got big boys behind
The metal fence, merrill Lynch
It's your life, Crist' pour right
Vince on ice, sex chicks all types
General status, smoothness mixed with malice
Trips to Dallas, built a pool in my palace
Who want what? From more moneys, I want a cut
Extortin', start from the corners
That brung us up
Sixty-inch screen, laser-disc with the beam
It's my life, I'm holdin' the dice
Don't intervene
I send a team, to smash out your whole plans
No cold hands
Liquid or hunger to hold grands
So from state bids to large
Cats who lace cribs
It's Firm Biz, y'all know what time it is!

I'm talkin' Firm Biz to you, baby!
(Firm, Firm Biz)
Talkin' 'bout The Firm, that is
(Firm, Firm Biz)
I'm talkin' Firm Biz to you, baby!
(Firm, Firm Biz) talkin' 'bout The Firm
That is, that is, that is, that is, Firm Biz!

Peep the stee', creepin' with AZ
B-12's crazy
I ball with The Firm's first lady
I brawl with those who hate me
Make me spray y'all
Hopin' for the day I fall
Never that though, black, 44's for Feds
Like Donnie Brasco
So peep the capos who mack most
Splash it up with lactose
Pretty thug style, I blow you out slug style
Bent in the Caddy Coupe, me and Daddy Duke
He schooled me on how to stand on my own two
He said, "Son
It's all kinda shit you gon' go through
Either you gon' make it, or you gon' fall
Too" now we headline tours
Remember me? I told you that
The world was yours married to The Firm laws
Esco bless flows, y'all know me
Laced in Missoni
Firm be the hottest clique to blow, G

My pops used to warn me never
Fall victim to the horny
Keep the pussy tight, stay that bitch
If I'm gon' fuck, blaze that dick
Tony, get him for his chips and
Pray he push a six
Now I got game to make the
Thuggish niggas scream my name
Hope the panties drop
Only if I cop the baby blue drop
Gotta keep my wrist iced
The baddest bitch, yeah, the sex was alright
Laced him all night goin' to the crib
Jumpin' out the Range in the iceberg tights
Yeah, I know about the five
And it's one shut eye
360 wave-spinnin' cat thinkin' he Nas
From now 'til the day we shinin'
Keep my diamond
Esco with me in the E reclinin' top dogs
The illest duo since the Boss name was Hugo
AZ, Firm trio stay on the lee-low