Luyện nghe bài hát Affirmative Action

This is what, what they want huh
This is it's all about
to take Affirmative Action son
They don't understand, you kna'mean
Niggas coming sideways thinking stuff is 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 money through this laundry mat
attack 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
Catch em and break, undress em, tie em tape no escape
The Corleone, Capone
Roam in your own zone or get and clapped in your dome
We got it sewn, The Firm art of war is
Lower your tone, face it cases get blown
Aristocrats, politickin with diplomats
See me I'm an official mack, Lex Coupe triple

Criminal in the blue 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 with his dick in his mouth
I put the hit out
Yo, the smoothest killer Bugsy, bitches love me
And Queens my drugs be, I wear Guess jeans and rugbies
Yo, my people from Medina will see you
you re-up bring your heater all your cream go between us
Real shit, my Desert Eagle got a ill
I chill with niggas hit Dominican spots and steal bricks
My red beam, made a dread scream and a Fed team
Corleone be niggas to fiends
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 blind
I shine jewelry sipping on crushed grapes, we papes
And push inside the casket at Just wake
It's sickening, he finished bidding upstate
And now the projects is talking somebody gotta die shit
It's logic as long as 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 with ice so hell fire can't scorch me
Cuban cigars Foxy at the Mosque
cars, your top papi Señor Escobar

In the black
Firm deep, all my niggas hail the blackest
be the apparel
Through the darkest
I got visions of multimillions in the bundle
In the Lex by my nigga Jungle
E Money bags got Moet
Bundle of sixty-two, they ain't got a what we about to do
My whole team, we shitting hard like Czar: Sosa, Brown, Cormega and Escobar
I keep a fat marquess piece, in all the illest snake skin
sweaters Carolina Herrera
Be The Firm baby, BK to the Bridge
My nigga Wiz, operation Biz, so what the deal is
I keep a phat jew-el, Crist-ies
Sitting on top of fifty grand in the Van
We stay incogni' like all thug niggas in Marcy
The Gods they praise Allah with of Gandhi
Bet it on my whole crew is Don
On Cayman Island with a case of Cristal and Baba spoke
Nigga with Cubans that snort coke, raw though
An ounce mixed with that's pure though
Flipping the bigger
The nigga with the cheddar
Was mad
He had a villa 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 whole lot of
Divide the profit by four, subtract it by
We back to now add the other two that Mega bringing through
So let's see, if we flip other key
Then more for me, mad coke and mad leak
Plus a five hundred cut in half is
Now triple that three
We got three quarters of ki
The baby, volume one