Luyện nghe bài hát Affirmative Action

This is what, this they want huh
This is what all about
to take Affirmative Action son
They don't understand, you kna'mean
Niggas coming thinking stuff is sweet man
Niggas don't understand the four lust, envy, hate, jealousy
niggas, man

Yo sit back, relax, catch ya contact, sip your
And let's all wash this money through this mat
attack a new cat sit back, worth top dollar
In fact touch mine's and I'll like a Rottweiler
Who could relate, we play for high at gunpoint
Catch em and break, em, tie em with tape no escape
The Corleone, fettuccine
Roam in your own zone or get kidnapped and in your dome
We got it sewn, The Firm art of war is
your tone, face it homicide cases get blown
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
found his head on the couch with his dick in his mouth
I put the hit out
Yo, the smoothest killer Bugsy, bitches love me
And Queens where my drugs be, I wear jeans and rugbies
Yo, my from Medina they 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 that hit Dominican spots and steal
My red beam, made a dread and sprayed a Fed team
Corleone be niggas to fiends
Yukons and ninja black Lexus, Mega the boy
With mafia connections it's The nigga set it

Yo, my mind is seeing through your design like blind
I shine jewelry sipping on grapes, we lust papes
And push cakes inside the casket at Just
It's sickening, he finished bidding upstate
And now the projects is talking that gotta die shit
It's logic as long as it's nobody 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 but God-forbid the bitch divorce me
be flooded with ice so hell fire can't scorch me
Cuban cigars meeting at the Mosque
Moving cars, your top papi Escobar

In the Camaro
Firm deep, all my niggas the blackest sparrow
be the apparel
Through the darkest
I got of multimillions in the biggest bundle
In the Lex by my nigga 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 hard Czar: Sosa, Foxy Brown, Cormega and Escobar
I a fat marquess piece, laced in all the illest snake skin
Armani sweaters Herrera
Be The Firm baby, from BK to the
My nigga Wiz, operation Firm Biz, so the deal is
I keep a jew-el, sippin Crist-ies
Sitting on top of fifty grand in the Van
We stay incogni' like all them thug in Marcy
The Gods they praise with visions of Gandhi
Bet it on my crew is Don Juan
On Cayman Island with a case of and Baba Shallah spoke
Nigga them Cubans that snort coke, raw though
An ounce with leak that's pure though
the bigger picture
The bigger with the cheddar
Was mad
He had a villa in Manilla
We got to to Panama but wait it's half-and-half
is one and two-fifth, so how we flip
Thirty-two raw, chop it in half
Get sixteen, double it three
We got forty-eight, mean 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 and mad leak
Plus a five cut in half is two-fifty
Now triple that three
We got quarters of another ki
The baby, volume one