Firm Biz The Firm (Ft. Dawn Robinson)

[Verse 1: AZ]
The 6 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, wrists 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 monies, I want a cut
Extortin', start from the corners that brung us up
60-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, live with the 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!

[Chorus: 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 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