The Firm
Firm Biz
[Verse 1: AZ]
The six ease out, CD laced, digital readout
No doubt, cop Glocks from the dread, f**k 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
From state bids to large cats who lace cribs
It's Firm Biz, y'all know what time it is

[Hook: Dawn Robinson]
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!

[Verse 2: Nas]
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 sh*t 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
[Hook: Dawn Robinson]
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!

[Verse 3: Foxy Brown]
My pops used to warn me; never fall victim to the horny
Keep the pu**y tight, stay that b*t*h
If I'm gon' f**k, blaze that d**k
Tony, get him for his chips and pray he push a six
Now I got game to make the thuggish n***as scream my name
Hope the panties drop, only if I cop the baby blue drop
Gotta keep my wrist iced
The baddest b*t*h, 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 its 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

[Hook: Dawn Robinson]