Luyện nghe bài hát Affirmative Action

This is what, this what they huh
This is what it's all
Time to Affirmative Action son
They don't understand, you kna'mean
Niggas coming sideways thinking is sweet man
don't understand the four devils; lust, envy, hate, jealousy
niggas, man

Yo sit back, relax, ya contact, sip your cog-ni-ac
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 high stakes at
Catch em and break, em, tie em with tape no escape
The Corleone, fettuccine
Roam in own zone or get kidnapped 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 triple black

thoughts in the blue Porsche, my destiny's to be the new boss
That nigga gotta die, he too soft
That nigga's on, a key of her-oin
They found his head on the couch with his dick in his
I put the hit out
Yo, the killer since Bugsy, bitches love me
And Queens 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 and sprayed a Fed team
Corleone be turning to fiends
Yukons and ninja Lexus, Mega the pretty boy
With mafia it's The Firm nigga set it

Yo, my mind is seeing through your design blind fury
I shine jewelry sipping on crushed grapes, we papes
And push inside the casket at Just wake
It's sickening, he just finished upstate
And now the is talking that somebody gotta die shit
It's logic as long as nobody that's in my clique
My man Smoke know how to expand 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 flooded with ice so hell fire scorch me
Cuban cigars meeting Foxy at the
Moving cars, your top Señor Escobar

In the Camaro
Firm deep, all my niggas hail the sparrow
Wallabee's be the
the darkest tunnel
I got visions of multimillions in the bundle
In the Lex pushed by my nigga
E bags got Moet Chandon
Bundle of sixty-two, they ain't got a clue what we to do
My whole team, we shitting like 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, BK to the Bridge
My nigga Wiz, Firm Biz, so what the deal is
I a phat jew-el, sippin Crist-ies
Sitting on top of grand in the Nautica Van
We stay incogni' like all thug niggas in Marcy
The they praise Allah with visions of Gandhi
Bet it on my whole is Don Juan
On Cayman Island with a case of Cristal and Shallah spoke
Nigga with them that snort coke, raw though
An mixed with leak that's pure though
Flipping the bigger
The bigger with the cheddar
Was mad
He had a fucking villa in
We got to flee to 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, it times three
We got forty-eight, which a whole lot of cream
Divide the by four, subtract it by eight
We back to sixteen now add the other two that Mega bringing
So let's see, if we flip this 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