La Familia

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Foxy Brown - Rap, New York Rap

La Familia

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[Intro] They can get to anyone, anywhere The Firm Fox, AZ, Nature, Cormega, Escobar We're gonna break this Firm And when we break 'em Their life as they know it will be over Trackmasters [Verse 1: Foxy Brown] Ill Na Na capo, The Firm, team Gestapo 36 moves, 37 ways, triple days, triple pays Nana, Fox Boogie, Firm mama Conniver, Lady Godiva or Scarlet whichever O'Hara It's hazardous, we lace the Lazarus Dip and probably find her behind the liner, three Na Na's So, what the deal, pah? I kill for these three, for real You soft 'cause you bustin' off, nigga, to get ya rocks off The Pharaoh, the crime organized, mad De Niro And six-point-one-five to zero like a hero Team — let's roll on 'em Watch 'em turn bitch, 'Mega stole on 'em That's how we play this, I slay this Copped the pair of fours and the shit is yours, really 'Cause Pretty had the nigga leery, mad dipped it Nas — you flipped this, Sos' with VSO's twisted We separate the real from the bitched up We switched up our Gator stroke, though Ill skin color coco, we loco Love is love, toke the tre' ocho Status Illmatic, whatever, raw dealer for real-er Baby girl, yeah, it's La Familia I'd die in a minute for 'em Sosa dipped the four-point-six Range Rover to Villanova From Castellano to Colombo, easy to Genovese Firm stay jiggy, trash Shabazz I swear, you know the García, straight cop threes Can't knock these in drop threes, we cop cheese [Verse 2: Nature] Peep the diagnosis, properly supply the dosage Who leave 'em stuck like parole hoes and freeze the focus? When I squeeze, your pleads is hopeless, you wet, though I jet from the block, niggas spot me like UFO's Dressed in Lo, jump in the Q, front for who? No need to stress it, though Smokin' my weed, countin' decimals Recognize this, real thugs respect violence 1-9-9-6, some would rather dry snitch Coruptfully, my whole team be screamin', "Fuck the beasts!" Some are spare guns, shootin' fair ones in the public streets Believe the worst, so it seems the whole team's cursed We tortured, trained to hold heat and squeeze first Never end in tales, when niggas fall but some prevail With fate holdin' us together like four Navy war SEALs Must I start pullin' jux, or place my trust in God? Forced to cover my face, cameras help the case get solved Your faith dissolves when ya up against the next comin' For now, focus on Nature, bet I wet somethin' [Verse 3: Nas] I'd die for my niggas Stick you for pies and lie for my niggas Plead guilty, get the chair and fry for my niggas It's essential that we all is A-Alike in mental We've been through life, cold-blood, livin' sinful Though we learned from old thugs that made it Peeped how they played it, we rated and evaluated Calculated the ages we be, the days that we see Chips freely, beyond whips and TV's Stock bonds, loot flipped the CD's But niggas hate to see you on top They'd rather be you, what not I keep the Desert Eagle pump cocked Spot the vic' in this guy quick, why pop shit? My niggas leave ya shot quick in a hop skip Specialize in fly shit VS on my breath, while niggas gossip on the Thai stick I'm on some Doe or Die shit [Verse 4: AZ] Check my lingo, and all the white ice that make my rings glow I seen doe, got a dime wife from San' Domingo Face it — it's mathematics basics, far from fake shit My mind is sacred, my skin shine like a Cuban bracelet Egyptian Pharaoh, potent ganja used to get me paro Now I inhale from gunshots through my double barrel Beneath the ground is how the sound travel, so what have you? Keep in mind — Feds won't stop until they grab you Used to bust guns, now it's just stocks and trust funds G's and CD's so my seed could soon touch some The foulness I once provoked is now behind me It's gonna take more than sellin' coke now to bind me It had me thinkin', "I gotta kill to keep from sinkin'" That connive way of life that keep live niggas from Lincoln I saw it comin', that's why I slowed down from dumbin' Most of my crew is runnin', can't even afford the summons

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Credits

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  • Foxy Brown
  • AZ
  • Nas
  • Nature
  • Poke
  • Tone
  • Eddie Floyd