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

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

Yo sit back, relax, catch ya contact, sip your
And let's all wash this money this laundry mat
Sneak 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
em and break, undress em, tie em with tape no escape
The Corleone, Capone
Roam in your own or get kidnapped and clapped in your dome
We got it sewn, The art of war is unknown
Lower your tone, face it homicide get blown
Aristocrats, politickin with diplomats
See me I'm an official mack, Lex triple black

Criminal thoughts in the blue Porsche, my to be the new boss
nigga Paulie gotta die, he too soft
That dead on, a key of her-oin
They found his head on the couch his dick in his mouth
I put the hit out
Yo, the smoothest since Bugsy, bitches love me
And Queens where my drugs be, I wear Guess jeans and
Yo, my people from Medina they 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 hit Dominican 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
mafia connections it's The Firm nigga set it

Yo, my is seeing through your design like blind fury
I shine jewelry sipping on crushed grapes, we lust
And push cakes inside the at Just wake
It's sickening, he just bidding upstate
And now the projects is talking somebody gotta die shit
It's logic as long as it's that's in my clique
My man Smoke know how to expand in Mr. Coffee
Feds cost me two mill' to get the off me
Life's a bitch but God-forbid the bitch me
I'll be flooded ice so hell fire can't scorch me
Cuban cigars Foxy at the Mosque
Moving cars, your top papi Escobar

In the Camaro
Firm deep, all my hail the blackest sparrow
be the apparel
Through the darkest
I got of multimillions in the biggest bundle
In the Lex pushed by my nigga
E Money got Moet Chandon
Bundle of sixty-two, they got a clue what we about to do
My team, we shitting hard 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, from BK to the
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 them thug in Marcy
The Gods they praise Allah visions of Gandhi
Bet it on my whole crew is Don
On Cayman Island with a case of Cristal and Baba spoke
with them Cubans that snort coke, raw though
An ounce with leak that's pure though
Flipping the picture
The bigger nigga 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 grams raw, 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 that Mega through
So let's see, if we flip this key
that's more for me, mad coke and mad leak
Plus a five hundred cut in half is
Now that times three
We got three of another ki
The baby, volume one