Foxy Brown - The Chase lyrics

rate me

Uhhhh yeahhhh uh, The Firm

Lust... hate... envy... jealousy

Connivin niggaz

Nigga nature, uh, yeah

Jumped out the ride, floss high, black tie

Cocoa to lye, three guys, slanted eyes

I shoulda tried, sweet thugs stay dove

Up in the Land, crash bar ill beam

They threw this CREAM, my whole team must fiend

The ghetto dream, Fox Boog, jigged up

Stay in the cut like WHAT, layin in the Bentleys

stoned, flossed on, me and Capone

Picasso, Mardi Gras, play the low in a six-double-oh

Benz chrome, dominicano

Superstar Lila Escobar holy matrimon'

Tied to The Firm, die for The Firm

So help me God, street life played right

I got his wife, hemmed up, in bun

Nigga two to the gut

Nowhere to rest nigga, nowhere to hide

It's a high speed chase and death is on my mind

Will I fall or fail who call the shots it's all real

Firm, get on your job, niggaz, what the deal

Mahogany Brown laid it down, shoulda seen her

Threw the heater, to the grill, it was real

Pure steel, my niggaz peel murderin, gunnin through Queens

in Beams, forty-four chrome, Mac-11 stow it in they jeans

Pretty thugs, Firm team

hold it down, we hold the crown

Got it locked rock shop, heron caught

Out of town breeze through, he had a Z2 baby blue

no clue, we had this whole life planned

Call the fam lay low, Firm style let it flow

He was dressed, in a sky blue Guess

Eva wrecks, we played the left, no threat

We had him shook, couldn't look, dripped sweat

He coulda fried, I seen his eyes, yeah nigga

'Mega fly, Doe or Die, fifty eye ay

Cop way Firm stray, high stake Boo

Ill booth how we do, Boogie top gun

Phillipine black thing, you know the stee Dunn

A-filliation, caramel brown

Ill style complexion, you know the deal

How we roll, like a vir-gin, on the low

Yeah Boo get your swerve on, how we do

crew Boog's got it locked bigga, for the crew

hold it down niggaz fo' peala, fo' killa

Fo'reala, hoe squeala, they know the deala

Shit is reala, Firm for real