Luyện nghe bài hát Affirmative Action

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

Yo sit back, relax, catch ya contact, sip your
And let's all wash money through this laundry mat
Sneak a new cat sit back, worth top dollar
In fact touch mine's and I'll like a Rottweiler
Who could relate, we play for stakes at gunpoint
Catch em and break, undress em, tie em 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 get blown
Aristocrats, daily with diplomats
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 gotta die, he too soft
That nigga's dead on, a key of
They his head on the couch with his dick in his mouth
I put the hit out
Yo, the smoothest since Bugsy, bitches love me
And where my drugs be, I wear Guess jeans and rugbies
Yo, my people from Medina will see you
When you re-up your heater all your cream go between us
shit, my Desert Eagle got a ill grip
I chill niggas that 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 black Lexus, Mega the boy
With mafia connections it's The nigga set it

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

In the black
Firm deep, all my niggas the blackest sparrow
be the apparel
Through the tunnel
I got of multimillions in the biggest bundle
In the Lex pushed by my nigga
E Money bags got Moet
of sixty-two, they ain't got a clue what we about to do
My whole team, we shitting hard 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, BK to the Bridge
My nigga Wiz, Firm Biz, so what the deal is
I keep a phat jew-el, Crist-ies
on top of fifty grand in the Nautica Van
We stay incogni' like all thug niggas in Marcy
The Gods they praise Allah with visions of
Bet it on my whole is Don Juan
On Cayman Island with a case of and Baba Shallah spoke
Nigga them Cubans that snort coke, raw though
An ounce mixed with leak pure though
Flipping the bigger
The bigger nigga with the
Was mad
He had a fucking in Manilla
We got to flee to Panama but it's half-and-half
Keys is one and two-fifth, so how we
Thirty-two grams raw, chop it in
Get sixteen, double it three
We got forty-eight, which mean a lot of cream
Divide the profit by four, it by eight
We back to sixteen now add the other two that bringing through
So let's see, if we flip other key
Then more for me, mad coke and mad leak
Plus a five cut in half is two-fifty
Now triple times three
We got three quarters of ki
The baby, volume one