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

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

Yo sit back, relax, catch ya contact, sip your
And let's all this money 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 high at gunpoint
Catch em and break, undress em, tie em with tape no
The Corleone, fettuccine
Roam in your own zone or get kidnapped and clapped in your
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
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 jeans and rugbies
Yo, my people from they will see you
When you re-up bring your heater all your cream go us
Real shit, my Desert Eagle got a ill
I chill with niggas that hit Dominican spots and bricks
My red beam, made a dread scream and a Fed team
Corleone be niggas to fiends
and ninja black Lexus, Mega the pretty boy
With mafia connections it's The 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 casket at wake
It's sickening, he just finished upstate
And now the is talking that somebody gotta die shit
logic as long as it's nobody that's in my clique
My man Smoke how to expand coke in Mr. Coffee
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 cigars Foxy at the Mosque
Moving cars, your top papi Señor

In the black
Firm deep, all my niggas hail the blackest
be the apparel
Through the tunnel
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 ain't got a clue we about to do
My whole team, we hard like Czar: Sosa, Foxy Brown, Cormega and Escobar
I keep a fat piece, laced in all the illest snake skin
Armani Carolina Herrera
Be The Firm baby, BK to the Bridge
My nigga Wiz, operation Firm Biz, so the deal is
I keep a phat jew-el, Crist-ies
Sitting on top of grand in the Nautica Van
We stay incogni' like all 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 Shallah spoke
Nigga with them Cubans that coke, raw though
An ounce mixed with leak that's pure
Flipping the picture
The bigger nigga with the
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
Thirty-two raw, chop it in half
Get sixteen, double it times
We got forty-eight, mean a whole lot of cream
Divide the profit by four, subtract it by
We back to sixteen now add the other two that Mega bringing
So see, if we flip this other key
that's more for me, mad coke and mad leak
Plus a five hundred cut in is two-fifty
Now triple times three
We got three of another ki
The Firm baby, one