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 understand, you kna'mean
Niggas coming sideways stuff is sweet man
Niggas understand the four devils; lust, envy, hate, jealousy
niggas, man

Yo sit back, relax, catch ya contact, sip your
And let's all this money through this laundry mat
Sneak a new cat sit back, worth top dollar
In touch mine's and I'll react like a Rottweiler
Who could relate, we play for stakes at gunpoint
em and break, undress 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 cases get blown
Aristocrats, daily with diplomats
See me I'm an mack, Lex Coupe 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 dead on, a key of
They found his head on the couch his dick in his mouth
I put the hit out
Yo, the smoothest killer since Bugsy, bitches me
And where my drugs be, I wear Guess jeans and rugbies
Yo, my from Medina they will see you
When you re-up bring your heater all your cream go us
Real shit, my Desert Eagle got a ill
I chill with niggas that hit spots and steal bricks
My red beam, made a dread scream and a Fed team
Corleone be niggas to fiends
Yukons and ninja black Lexus, Mega the boy
With mafia connections it's The Firm set it

Yo, my mind is seeing your design like blind fury
I shine jewelry sipping on crushed grapes, we lust
And push cakes inside the at Just wake
It's sickening, he just bidding upstate
And now the projects is talking that somebody gotta die
It's as long 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 but God-forbid the bitch divorce me
be flooded with ice so hell fire can't scorch me
Cuban meeting Foxy at the Mosque
cars, your top papi Señor Escobar

In the Camaro
Firm deep, all my niggas hail the blackest
be the apparel
Through the darkest
I got visions of multimillions in the biggest
In the Lex by my nigga Jungle
E bags got Moet Chandon
Bundle of sixty-two, they got a clue what we about to do
My whole team, we shitting hard like Czar: Sosa, Brown, Cormega and Escobar
I keep a fat marquess piece, laced in all the snake skin
sweaters Carolina 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
on top of fifty grand in the Nautica Van
We stay incogni' all them thug niggas in Marcy
The they praise Allah with visions of Gandhi
Bet it on my whole crew is Don
On Cayman Island with a case of and Baba Shallah spoke
Nigga with Cubans that snort coke, raw though
An ounce with leak 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 it's half-and-half
Keys is one and two-fifth, so how we
grams raw, chop it in half
Get sixteen, double it times
We got forty-eight, which a whole lot of cream
Divide the profit by four, subtract it by
We back to sixteen now add the other two that Mega through
So let's see, if we flip this key
Then that's more for me, mad coke and mad
a five hundred cut in half is two-fifty
Now triple that three
We got quarters of another ki
The baby, volume one