Luyện nghe bài hát Affirmative Action

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

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

Criminal in the blue Porsche, my destiny's to be the new boss
That nigga Paulie gotta die, he too
That nigga's on, a key of her-oin
They his head on the couch with his dick in his mouth
I put the hit out
Yo, the killer since Bugsy, bitches love me
And where my drugs be, I wear Guess jeans and rugbies
Yo, my people from Medina they see you
you re-up bring your heater all your cream go between us
Real shit, my Desert got a ill grip
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 black Lexus, the pretty boy
With mafia connections it's The nigga set it

Yo, my mind is seeing your design like blind fury
I shine jewelry on crushed grapes, we lust papes
And push cakes inside the casket at Just
sickening, he just finished bidding upstate
And now the projects is talking that somebody gotta die
It's logic as long as it's that's in my clique
My man Smoke how to expand coke in Mr. Coffee
Feds me two mill' to get the system off me
Life's a bitch but the bitch divorce me
I'll be with ice so hell fire can't scorch me
Cuban meeting Foxy at the Mosque
cars, your top papi Señor Escobar

In the black
Firm deep, all my hail the blackest sparrow
Wallabee's be the
the darkest tunnel
I got of multimillions in the biggest bundle
In the Lex by my nigga Jungle
E Money got Moet Chandon
Bundle of sixty-two, ain't got a clue what we about to do
My whole team, we shitting hard like Sosa, Foxy Brown, Cormega and Escobar
I keep a fat piece, laced in all the illest snake skin
Armani sweaters Herrera
Be The Firm baby, BK to the Bridge
My nigga Wiz, operation Biz, so what the deal is
I keep a phat jew-el, Crist-ies
Sitting on top of grand in the Nautica Van
We stay incogni' like all them thug in Marcy
The Gods praise Allah with visions of Gandhi
Bet it on my crew is Don Juan
On Cayman Island with a case of Cristal and Shallah spoke
Nigga them Cubans that snort coke, raw though
An ounce mixed with leak that's though
the bigger picture
The bigger nigga the cheddar
Was mad
He had a villa in Manilla
We got to flee to Panama but wait half-and-half
is one and two-fifth, so how we flip
Thirty-two raw, chop it in half
Get sixteen, double it times
We got forty-eight, which a whole lot of cream
Divide the by four, subtract it by eight
We back to sixteen now add the other two that bringing through
So let's see, if we this other key
Then that's for me, mad coke and mad leak
Plus a five cut in half is two-fifty
Now triple that three
We got three quarters of ki
The Firm baby, one