Luyện nghe bài hát Affirmative Action

This is what, this they want huh
This is what it's all
Time to take Action son
They just don't understand, you
Niggas coming sideways thinking is sweet man
Niggas don't understand the four devils; lust, envy, hate,
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 react like a Rottweiler
Who could relate, we play for high at gunpoint
Catch em and break, undress em, tie em with tape no
The Corleone, fettuccine
in your own zone or get kidnapped and clapped in your dome
We got it sewn, The art of war is unknown
Lower your tone, face it homicide cases get
Aristocrats, politickin 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 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 since Bugsy, bitches me
And Queens my drugs be, I wear Guess jeans and rugbies
Yo, my people from Medina they see you
When you bring your heater 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, a dread scream and sprayed a Fed team
Corleone be niggas to fiends
and ninja black Lexus, Mega the pretty boy
With mafia connections it's The Firm set it

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

In the Camaro
deep, all my niggas hail the blackest sparrow
Wallabee's be the
the darkest tunnel
I got visions of multimillions in the bundle
In the Lex pushed by my Jungle
E Money got Moet Chandon
Bundle of sixty-two, they ain't got a what we about to do
My whole team, we shitting like Czar: Sosa, Foxy Brown, Cormega and Escobar
I keep a fat marquess piece, laced in all the snake skin
Armani sweaters Herrera
Be The Firm baby, from BK to the
My nigga Wiz, operation Biz, so what the deal is
I keep a phat jew-el, Crist-ies
Sitting on top of fifty in the Nautica Van
We stay incogni' like all them thug in Marcy
The Gods they praise Allah with visions of
Bet it on my whole is Don Juan
On Cayman Island a case of Cristal and Baba Shallah spoke
Nigga them Cubans that snort coke, raw though
An ounce mixed with leak that's though
the bigger picture
The nigga with the cheddar
Was mad
He had a fucking villa in
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 a whole 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 this other key
Then that's for me, mad coke and mad leak
a five hundred cut in half is two-fifty
Now triple times three
We got quarters of another ki
The baby, volume one