Luyện nghe bài hát Affirmative Action

This is what, what they 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 this laundry mat
Sneak a new cat sit back, worth top dollar
In fact touch mine's and react like a Rottweiler
Who could relate, we for high stakes at gunpoint
em and break, undress em, tie em with tape no escape
The Corleone, fettuccine
Roam in your own 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 daily diplomats
See me I'm an official mack, Lex Coupe triple

Criminal thoughts in the Porsche, my destiny's to be the new boss
That Paulie gotta die, he too soft
That dead on, a key of her-oin
They found his head on the couch with his in his mouth
I put the hit out
Yo, the smoothest killer since Bugsy, 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 bring your all your cream go between us
Real shit, my Eagle got a ill grip
I chill with niggas that hit spots and steal bricks
My red beam, made a dread scream and a Fed team
Corleone be turning to fiends
Yukons and black Lexus, Mega the pretty boy
With connections it's The Firm nigga set it

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

In the Camaro
Firm deep, all my niggas the blackest sparrow
be the apparel
Through the tunnel
I got visions of in the biggest bundle
In the Lex pushed by my Jungle
E Money got Moet Chandon
of sixty-two, they 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 marquess piece, laced in all the illest skin
sweaters 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 thug niggas in Marcy
The Gods they Allah with visions of Gandhi
Bet it on my whole is Don Juan
On Cayman Island with a case of Cristal and Baba Shallah
Nigga with them Cubans that coke, raw though
An ounce mixed with that's pure though
Flipping the picture
The bigger nigga the cheddar
Was mad
He had a fucking in Manilla
We got to flee to Panama but wait it's
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
the profit by four, subtract it by eight
We back to sixteen now add the other two Mega bringing through
So see, if we flip this other key
Then that's more for me, mad coke and mad
Plus a hundred cut in half is two-fifty
Now triple that times
We got quarters of another ki
The Firm baby, one