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Firm Family Lyrics - Singles - The Firm

A tale of two cities 

Right there 

 

It's time we set it straight, connect with Dre the correct way 

Predictin' platinum in less than a day 

So for that told, amongst us while y'all lackin' hope 

All I do is write raps, stack, relax and smoke 

 

Seein' my dreams come true, stayin' humble in the eyes of others 

Politicin' with the wisest brothers 

It's Nature, one of the greatest peep, how I play this 

Straight from the Bridge, one of your kid's favorites 

 

From now, till the day that I'm stiff, fowl flagrant pay the rent 

Always stay swift, stuck in my ways, type chauvinistic 

Since a youth, I had a thing for big cools 

Flooded rings and older bitches, holdin' my riches 

 

In lump sums for trust funds 

Fully recovered thugs, lust to bust guns 

While niggas get drunk, beat wifes and cuss sons 

A slow process called life, let's show progress 

 

Don Cortes, white rags, cherry Bentley 

Cop shines from Italy, speak money language fluently 

Never fuck with the nastiest, flashiest 

Bought a house, big as Scarface to show my happiness 

 

Rackin' the 6 0's for those that want to get personal to home 

Cock the heavy metal rollin' with my stones 

Prominent with flashy garments, spread a mill, small bills 

Bring a smile to a high scrill 

 

Popular, loved throughout the industry 

If they sue light a philly, 'cause the judge has gotta Free Willy 

Solute with chill Remy, gently escort four ladies an arm 

The four Caesars at he club Pentleys, condo sweets I'm fancy 

 

20 floors up overlookin' ladies, boomerang they panties 

Bump the Firm Family's latest takin' trips to Las Dregas 

That's how we do it, Aftermath incorporated 

 

C'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon 

It's the motherfuckin' Firm Family 

I better pinch myself to make sure that I'm not dreamin' 

'Cause the way you make me feel, I feel like screamin' 

 

I spit rhymes for the radio and spit for tours 

Spend doe that I never thought I'd hold before 

Now, if you just wanna front, you know my style's tight 

Niggas never should of plugged up the motherfuckin' mic 

 

Sippin' Tangeray, 60 inch screen when we hang with Dre 

Just flew in from Queens, no bag and plan to stay 

In the heat, park the Rolls Royce up in the beat 

Seein' topless bitches, rollerbladin' in the street 

 

While I lounge in a jacuzzi sky cliff blue got the whole crew 

Nas, AZ, Nature, Foxy there too, how we do? 

Hit trees Cristal bottles, breeze tropical, spread love till we wobble 

It's time to give, let the kids live comfortable 

 

Anybody pumpin' brief between 

East and West, fuck you 

Make moves political, hit this revenue 

Set examples, respect every individual 

 

C'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon 

It's got to be the motherfuckin' Firm Family 

I better pinch myself to make sure that I'm not dreamin' 

'Cause the way you make me feel, I feel like screamin' 

 

C'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon 

C'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon 

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