Luyện nghe bài hát Saint-Denis Style Remix-Affirmative Action

This is what, this they want huh
This is what it's all
Time to take Affirmative son
They just don't understand, you
Niggas coming sideways thinking is sweet man
Niggas don't understand the four devils; lust, envy, hate,
niggas, man

Yo sit back, relax, catch ya contact, sip your
And let's all wash this money this laundry mat
Sneak attack a new cat sit back, top dollar
In touch mine's and I'll react like a Rottweiler
Who could relate, we play for high at gunpoint
Catch em and break, undress em, tie em with no escape
The Corleone, fettuccine
Roam in your own zone or get and clapped in your dome
We got it sewn, The Firm art of war is
Lower your tone, face it cases get blown
Aristocrats, politickin daily with
See me I'm an official mack, Lex Coupe black

Criminal thoughts in the Porsche, my destiny's to be the new boss
That nigga Paulie gotta die, he too
That dead on, a key of her-oin
They found his head on the couch his dick in his mouth
I put the hit out
Yo, the smoothest since Bugsy, bitches love me
And Queens where my be, I wear Guess jeans and rugbies
Yo, my people from they will see you
When you re-up bring your all your cream go between us
Real shit, my Desert Eagle got a ill
I chill with that hit Dominican spots and steal bricks
My red beam, a dread scream and sprayed a Fed team
Corleone be turning niggas to
Yukons and ninja Lexus, Mega the pretty boy
With mafia it's The Firm nigga set it

Yo, my mind is seeing through design like blind fury
I shine jewelry sipping on grapes, we lust papes
And push cakes inside the casket at wake
It's sickening, he just bidding upstate
And now the projects is that somebody gotta die shit
It's logic as long as it's nobody that's in my
My man Smoke know how to expand in Mr. Coffee
Feds cost me two to get the system off me
a bitch but God-forbid the bitch divorce me
I'll be flooded with ice so hell fire scorch me
Cuban cigars meeting at the Mosque
Moving cars, your top Señor Escobar

In the black
Firm deep, all my niggas hail the sparrow
be the apparel
Through the darkest
I got visions of in the biggest bundle
In the Lex by my nigga Jungle
E Money bags got Chandon
Bundle of sixty-two, they got a clue what we about to do
My whole team, we hard like Czar: Sosa, Foxy Brown, Cormega and Escobar
I keep a fat marquess piece, in all the illest snake skin
Armani Carolina Herrera
Be The Firm baby, from BK to the
My nigga Wiz, operation Firm Biz, so the deal is
I a phat jew-el, sippin Crist-ies
Sitting on top of grand in the Nautica Van
We stay incogni' like all them thug niggas in
The Gods they praise Allah visions of Gandhi
Bet it on my crew is Don Juan
On Island with a case of Cristal and Baba Shallah spoke
Nigga with them that snort coke, raw though
An ounce mixed with leak that's pure
Flipping the picture
The bigger with the cheddar
Was mad
He had a fucking in Manilla
We got to to Panama but wait it's half-and-half
Keys is one and two-fifth, so how we
Thirty-two grams raw, chop it in
Get sixteen, it times three
We got forty-eight, mean a whole lot of cream
Divide the by four, subtract it by eight
We back to now add the other two that Mega bringing through
So see, if we flip this other key
Then that's more for me, mad coke and mad
Plus a five hundred cut in half is
Now triple that three
We got three of another ki
The baby, volume one