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

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

Yo sit back, relax, catch ya contact, sip your
And all wash this money through this laundry 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 stakes at
Catch em and break, undress em, tie em with no escape
The Corleone, Capone
Roam in 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, daily with diplomats
See me I'm an mack, Lex Coupe triple black

Criminal thoughts in the Porsche, my destiny's to be the new boss
That nigga gotta die, he too soft
nigga's dead 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 smoothest killer since Bugsy, love me
And Queens where my drugs be, I wear Guess 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 Eagle got a ill grip
I chill with niggas that hit Dominican spots and steal
My red beam, made a scream and sprayed a Fed team
Corleone be turning to fiends
Yukons and ninja black Lexus, the pretty boy
With mafia connections The Firm nigga set it

Yo, my mind is seeing your design like blind fury
I shine sipping on crushed grapes, we lust papes
And push cakes inside the casket at Just
It's sickening, he just bidding upstate
And now the is talking that somebody gotta die shit
It's logic as long as it's nobody in my clique
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 the bitch divorce me
I'll be flooded with ice so hell fire can't me
Cuban cigars meeting Foxy at the
Moving cars, your top papi Escobar

In the Camaro
Firm deep, all my niggas hail the sparrow
Wallabee's be the
Through the tunnel
I got visions of multimillions in the biggest
In the Lex pushed by my nigga
E Money bags got Moet
Bundle of sixty-two, they ain't got a what we about to do
My team, we shitting hard like Czar: Sosa, Foxy Brown, Cormega and Escobar
I keep a fat marquess piece, laced in all the illest snake
sweaters Carolina Herrera
Be The Firm baby, from BK to the
My nigga Wiz, operation Firm Biz, so what the is
I keep a phat jew-el, Crist-ies
Sitting on top of grand in the Nautica Van
We stay incogni' all them thug niggas in Marcy
The Gods praise Allah with visions of Gandhi
Bet it on my crew is Don Juan
On Cayman Island with a case of Cristal and Shallah spoke
Nigga with them Cubans that snort coke, raw
An ounce mixed with that's pure though
Flipping the picture
The nigga with the cheddar
Was mad
He had a fucking in Manilla
We got to flee to Panama but it's half-and-half
is one and two-fifth, so how we flip
Thirty-two grams raw, chop it in
Get sixteen, double it times
We got forty-eight, which mean a whole lot of
the profit by four, subtract it by eight
We to sixteen 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 hundred cut in is two-fifty
Now that times three
We got three quarters of ki
The baby, volume one