Luyện nghe bài hát Affirmative Action

This is what, what they want huh
This is what it's all
Time to take Affirmative son
They don't understand, you kna'mean
coming sideways thinking stuff 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 this money through this laundry mat
Sneak attack a new cat sit back, worth top
In fact touch and I'll react like a Rottweiler
Who relate, we play for high stakes at gunpoint
Catch em and break, undress em, tie em with tape no
The Corleone, fettuccine
Roam in your own zone or get and clapped in your dome
We got it sewn, The art of war is unknown
Lower your tone, face it homicide get blown
Aristocrats, politickin with diplomats
See me I'm an official mack, Lex Coupe triple

Criminal thoughts in the blue Porsche, my to be the new boss
That Paulie gotta die, he too soft
nigga's 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 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 Eagle got a ill grip
I with niggas that hit Dominican spots and steal bricks
My red beam, made a dread scream and sprayed a Fed
Corleone be turning niggas to
Yukons and black Lexus, Mega the pretty boy
With mafia connections The Firm nigga set it

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

In the Camaro
Firm deep, all my niggas hail the blackest
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, they ain't got a clue we about to do
My whole team, we shitting like Czar: Sosa, Foxy Brown, Cormega and Escobar
I keep a fat marquess piece, laced in all the illest skin
Armani sweaters Carolina
Be The Firm baby, from BK to the
My nigga Wiz, Firm Biz, so what the deal is
I keep a phat jew-el, sippin
on top of fifty grand in the Nautica Van
We incogni' like all them thug niggas in Marcy
The Gods they praise Allah with of Gandhi
Bet it on my whole crew is Don
On Cayman with a case of Cristal and Baba Shallah spoke
Nigga them Cubans that snort coke, raw though
An mixed with leak that's pure though
the bigger picture
The nigga with the cheddar
Was mad
He had a villa in Manilla
We got to flee to Panama but wait half-and-half
Keys is one and two-fifth, so how we
Thirty-two grams raw, it in half
Get sixteen, double it 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 let's see, if we flip this key
Then more for me, mad coke and mad leak
Plus a five hundred cut in half is
Now triple that times
We got quarters of another ki
The baby, volume one