Luyện nghe bài hát Affirmative Action (remix edited version; featFoxy Brown & AZ)

This is what, what they want huh
This is it's all about
Time to take Affirmative son
just don't understand, you kna'mean
Niggas coming sideways thinking is sweet man
Niggas don't 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 this through this laundry mat
attack a new cat sit back, worth top dollar
In fact touch mine's and I'll react a Rottweiler
Who could relate, we play for stakes at gunpoint
Catch em and break, undress em, tie em with no escape
The Corleone, fettuccine
Roam in your own zone or get kidnapped and clapped in your
We got it sewn, The Firm art of war is
your tone, face it homicide cases get blown
Aristocrats, daily with diplomats
See me I'm an official mack, Lex Coupe black

Criminal in the blue Porsche, my destiny's to be the new boss
That Paulie gotta die, he too soft
That nigga's 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 killer since Bugsy, bitches love me
And Queens where my drugs be, I wear Guess jeans and
Yo, my people from Medina will see you
When you re-up bring your heater all your go between us
Real shit, my Desert Eagle got a ill
I chill with niggas that hit Dominican and steal bricks
My red beam, made a dread and sprayed a Fed team
be turning niggas to fiends
Yukons and ninja Lexus, Mega the pretty boy
With mafia connections it's The Firm set it

Yo, my mind is seeing through your design like blind
I shine jewelry sipping on grapes, we lust papes
And push inside the casket at Just wake
sickening, he just finished bidding upstate
And now the projects is talking that gotta die shit
It's logic as long as it's nobody that's in my
My man Smoke know how to expand in Mr. Coffee
Feds cost me two to get the system off me
Life's a bitch but God-forbid the bitch me
I'll be flooded with ice so hell can't scorch me
cigars meeting Foxy at the Mosque
Moving cars, your top papi Señor

In the black
deep, all my niggas hail the blackest sparrow
Wallabee's be the
the darkest tunnel
I got of multimillions in the biggest bundle
In the Lex by my nigga Jungle
E Money bags got Chandon
Bundle of sixty-two, they ain't got a clue what we to do
My whole team, we shitting hard Czar: Sosa, Foxy Brown, Cormega and Escobar
I keep a fat piece, laced in all the illest snake skin
Armani sweaters Carolina
Be The baby, from BK to the Bridge
My nigga Wiz, operation Firm Biz, so what the 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 niggas in
The Gods praise Allah with visions of Gandhi
Bet it on my crew is Don Juan
On Island with a case of Cristal and Baba Shallah spoke
Nigga with Cubans that snort coke, raw though
An ounce mixed with leak that's though
Flipping the picture
The bigger with the cheddar
Was mad
He had a villa in Manilla
We got to flee to but wait it's half-and-half
Keys is one and two-fifth, so how we
Thirty-two grams raw, it in half
Get sixteen, double it three
We got forty-eight, which mean a lot of cream
the profit by four, subtract it by eight
We back to now add the other two that Mega bringing through
So let's see, if we flip other key
Then that's more for me, mad coke and mad
Plus a five cut in half is two-fifty
Now triple times three
We got three quarters of ki
The Firm baby, one