Luyện nghe bài hát Affirmative Action

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

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

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

Yo, my is seeing through your design like blind fury
I shine jewelry sipping on crushed grapes, we papes
And push cakes inside the casket at wake
It's sickening, he just finished bidding
And now the is talking that somebody gotta die shit
It's logic as long as it's nobody that's in my
My man Smoke how to expand coke in Mr. Coffee
Feds me two mill' to get the system off me
Life's a but God-forbid the bitch divorce me
I'll be flooded with ice so hell fire can't me
Cuban cigars meeting at the Mosque
Moving cars, top papi Señor Escobar

In the black
Firm deep, all my niggas hail the sparrow
Wallabee's be the
Through the darkest
I got visions of multimillions in the biggest
In the Lex pushed by my nigga
E Money bags got Chandon
Bundle of sixty-two, ain't got a clue what we about to do
My whole team, we shitting hard like Czar: Sosa, Foxy Brown, and Escobar
I a fat marquess piece, laced in all the illest snake skin
Armani sweaters Herrera
Be The baby, from 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 fifty grand in the Van
We stay incogni' like all thug niggas in Marcy
The Gods they Allah with visions of Gandhi
Bet it on my crew is Don Juan
On Cayman Island with a case of and Baba Shallah spoke
Nigga with them Cubans snort coke, raw though
An ounce mixed with that's pure though
Flipping the bigger
The bigger nigga with the
Was mad
He had a fucking villa in
We got to to Panama but wait it's half-and-half
is one and two-fifth, so how we flip
Thirty-two grams raw, it in half
Get sixteen, it times three
We got forty-eight, which mean a lot of cream
Divide the by four, subtract it by eight
We back to sixteen now add the other two Mega bringing through
So let's see, if we flip other key
Then that's more for me, mad coke and mad
Plus a five hundred cut in half is
Now triple times three
We got quarters of another ki
The baby, volume one