Foxy Brown - Letter To The Firm Lyrics
Uhh, I mean damnMe and you forever hand in handIm married to the firm boo, you got ta understand (understand)Ill die for em, gimme a chair and then Ill fry for em (fry for em)And if I got ta take the stand, ima lie for em (lie for em)Its me and you, hand in hand (forever)Im married to the firm boo, you got ta understand (that be we)Ill die for em, gimme a chair and then Ill fry for em (fry for em)And if I got ta take the stand, ima lie for em (uhh, suga)Whattup firm we got these niggaz cornered, so maintainI got the drugs here, a good amounts the bed behind the back stairsLike twenty grams plus the caravanI left the keys by the safe, erase the phone and flip the license plateGot all the phone calls tapes, and all the weights and iceTo get the dough and the guns, and then we straightHe had the block locked he knew the spot blockOn some real web shit to get your spot knocked by killer copsTryin to get your shit rocked, he dont know, cause all alongWe was plottin to drop on the low, he straight snitchHe dont know how it go, he saw nas in all the lexThen a triple gs, foreala, I kinda think he got aFeeling Im squealing me and tone was on the phoneProbably thinkin we dealin this bug, make sure un got all the gunsHis man son had the whole mob of arsonsRunnin through parsonsI mean damn, me and you forever, hand in handIm married to the firm boo, you got ta understandIll die for him, gimme a chair and then Ill fry for emAnd if I got ta take the stand, ima lie for em (lie for em)Its me and you, hand in hand (hand in hand)Im married to the firm boo, you got ta understand (forever we)Ill die for him, gimme a chair and then Ill fry for em (nas, az)And if I got ta take the stand, ima lie for emCheck it peep the plot, so when I beep him yall be creepinCormega know the spot, diminish him, mega finish himWe power, the whole team shinin through like ma ruleWorse come to worse we got shorties layin on forty-firstThey want the firm somin awful, to tax sominThe way we style have a nigga tryin to blast sominI guess the way we politic em probably got the niggazI know they layin like dunn, we got ta stick them niggazIn due time, they probably see the apple sourAnd once, we takin over, theyll realize the world is oursThe faggot niggaz dont deserve bein creamA bunch of snitches on the same team, tryin to reign supremeBrooklyn queens thing, we lionhearted never dear departed I meanYoure *****in with scarlett oharaDesert em like sahara, shit you never heard the firm strictly murderousGun is out punana, the firms first lady organizerGdamn, me and you forever, hand in handIm married to the firm boo, you got ta understandIll die for em, gimme a chair and then Ill fry for emAnd if I got ta take the stand, ima lie for emIts me and you, hand in handIm married to the firm boo, you gots ta understandIll die for em, gimme a chair and then Ill fry for emAnd if I got ta take the stand, ima lie for emThe general, soak time, my partner in crime, nas and megaGon cry together, shit get real, we gon die togetherIm like whatever for my team through the cheddahThrough the cream we gonna stay together, its doe or dieThrough the slanted eyes, I organize family styleLady godiva, forever firm fox boogie never lonelyWe were wed in holy matrimony, whateverWhichever, however, uhh, firm styleI mean damn, mean and you forever, hand in handIm married to the firm boo, you got ta understandIll die for em, gimme a chair and then Ill fry for emAnd if I got ta take the stand ima lie for emIts me and you hand in handIm married to the firm boo, you gots ta understandIll die for em, gimme a chair and then Ill fry for emAnd if I got ta take the stand ima lie for em(repeat to fade)
