Luyện nghe bài hát Affirmative Action

This is what, what they want huh
This is it's all about
Time to take 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, catch ya contact, sip cog-ni-ac
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 stakes at gunpoint
Catch em and break, undress em, tie em with tape no
The Corleone, Capone
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 homicide cases get
Aristocrats, politickin with diplomats
See me I'm an official mack, Lex Coupe triple

Criminal thoughts in the blue Porsche, my destiny's to be the new
That nigga Paulie gotta die, he too
nigga's dead on, a key of her-oin
They his head on the couch with his dick in his mouth
I put the hit out
Yo, the smoothest killer since Bugsy, bitches me
And Queens where my drugs be, I wear Guess and rugbies
Yo, my people from Medina they see you
When you re-up your heater all your cream go between us
shit, my Desert Eagle got a ill grip
I chill with that hit Dominican spots and steal bricks
My red beam, made a dread scream and a Fed team
Corleone be niggas to fiends
Yukons and ninja black Lexus, Mega the boy
With mafia connections it's The Firm set it

Yo, my mind is through your design like blind fury
I shine jewelry sipping on crushed grapes, we papes
And push cakes the casket at Just wake
It's sickening, he just bidding upstate
And now the projects is talking that gotta die shit
It's as long as it's nobody that's in my clique
My man Smoke know how to expand coke in Mr.
Feds 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 can't scorch me
Cuban meeting Foxy at the Mosque
cars, your top papi Señor Escobar

In the black
Firm deep, all my niggas hail the sparrow
be the apparel
Through the darkest
I got visions of multimillions in the biggest
In the Lex pushed by my Jungle
E Money bags got Moet
of sixty-two, they ain't got a clue what we about to do
My whole team, we shitting hard like Sosa, Foxy Brown, Cormega and Escobar
I keep a fat marquess piece, in all the illest snake skin
sweaters Carolina Herrera
Be The baby, from BK to the Bridge
My nigga Wiz, operation Biz, so what the deal is
I keep a phat jew-el, sippin
Sitting on top of fifty in the Nautica Van
We stay incogni' like all them niggas in Marcy
The Gods they Allah with visions of Gandhi
Bet it on my whole crew is Don
On Cayman Island with a case of Cristal and Baba Shallah
Nigga with them Cubans that coke, raw though
An ounce with leak that's pure though
Flipping the picture
The bigger nigga the cheddar
Was mad
He had a fucking in Manilla
We got to flee to Panama but wait half-and-half
Keys is one and two-fifth, so how we
grams raw, chop it in half
Get sixteen, double it times
We got forty-eight, which mean a whole lot of
Divide the by four, subtract it by eight
We back to now add the other two that Mega bringing through
So let's see, if we this other key
Then that's more for me, mad and mad leak
Plus a hundred cut in half is two-fifty
Now triple that times
We got three of another ki
The Firm baby, one