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

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

Yo sit back, relax, catch ya contact, sip cog-ni-ac
And let's all wash this money through 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 high 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 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 mack, Lex Coupe triple black

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

Yo, my mind is seeing through design like blind fury
I shine jewelry sipping on grapes, we lust papes
And cakes inside the casket at Just wake
It's sickening, he just finished upstate
And now the projects is that somebody gotta die shit
It's logic as long as it's that's in my clique
My man Smoke how to expand coke in Mr. Coffee
Feds cost me two to get the system off me
a bitch but God-forbid the bitch divorce me
I'll be flooded with ice so hell can't scorch me
cigars meeting Foxy at the Mosque
Moving cars, top papi 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 biggest
In the Lex by my nigga Jungle
E Money got Moet Chandon
Bundle of sixty-two, they ain't got a what we about to do
My whole team, we shitting hard like Czar: Sosa, Brown, Cormega and Escobar
I keep a fat marquess piece, laced in all the illest snake
Armani Carolina Herrera
Be The Firm baby, from BK to the
My nigga Wiz, operation Biz, so what the deal is
I keep a phat jew-el, sippin
Sitting on top of grand in the Nautica Van
We stay like all them thug niggas in Marcy
The Gods they praise Allah with of Gandhi
Bet it on my whole crew is Don
On Cayman Island with a case of Cristal and Baba spoke
Nigga with them that snort coke, raw though
An ounce with leak that's pure though
Flipping the picture
The bigger nigga with the
Was mad
He had a villa 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 raw, chop it in half
Get sixteen, double it times
We got forty-eight, which mean a lot of cream
Divide the profit by four, it by eight
We back to sixteen now add the other two Mega bringing through
So see, if we flip this other 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 three quarters of ki
The Firm baby, one