Luyện nghe bài hát Affirmative Action

This is what, this what they huh
This is what it's all
Time to take Action 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, catch ya contact, sip your
And let's all wash this money through laundry mat
Sneak a new cat sit back, worth top dollar
In fact touch and I'll react like a Rottweiler
Who could relate, we play for high stakes at
em and break, undress em, tie em with tape no escape
The Corleone, Capone
in your own zone or get kidnapped and clapped in your dome
We got it sewn, The Firm art of war is
Lower tone, face it homicide cases get blown
Aristocrats, politickin daily with
See me I'm an mack, Lex Coupe triple black

Criminal in the blue Porsche, my destiny's to be the new boss
That nigga Paulie die, he too soft
That nigga's dead on, a key of
They found his head on the with his dick 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 they see you
When you re-up bring your all your cream go between us
Real shit, my Desert got a ill grip
I chill with that hit Dominican spots and steal bricks
My red beam, made a dread scream and sprayed a Fed
Corleone be turning to fiends
and ninja black Lexus, Mega the pretty boy
With connections it's The Firm nigga set it

Yo, my mind is seeing your design like blind fury
I shine jewelry sipping on grapes, we lust papes
And push inside the casket at Just wake
It's sickening, he just finished bidding
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 know how to expand coke in Mr. Coffee
Feds me two mill' to get the system off me
a bitch but God-forbid the bitch divorce me
I'll be flooded ice so hell fire can't scorch me
cigars meeting Foxy at the Mosque
Moving cars, your top Señor Escobar

In the black
deep, all my niggas hail the blackest sparrow
Wallabee's be the
Through the tunnel
I got visions of multimillions in the biggest
In the Lex by my nigga Jungle
E Money bags got Moet
Bundle of sixty-two, they ain't got a clue what we to do
My whole team, we shitting hard Czar: Sosa, Foxy Brown, Cormega and Escobar
I keep a fat marquess piece, laced in all the snake skin
Armani sweaters Herrera
Be The baby, from BK to the Bridge
My Wiz, operation Firm Biz, so what the deal is
I keep a phat jew-el, sippin
on top of fifty grand in the Nautica Van
We stay incogni' like all them niggas in Marcy
The Gods they praise with visions of Gandhi
Bet it on my whole is Don Juan
On Cayman Island with a case of Cristal and Baba spoke
with them Cubans that snort coke, raw though
An mixed with leak that's pure though
Flipping the bigger
The bigger nigga with the
Was mad
He had a fucking in Manilla
We got to flee to but wait it's 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 profit by four, it by eight
We back to sixteen now add the other two that Mega bringing
So let's see, if we this other key
Then that's more for me, mad coke and mad
a five hundred cut in half is two-fifty
Now triple that times
We got three quarters of ki
The Firm baby, one