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

This is what, this what want huh
This is what all about
to take Affirmative Action son
They just don't understand, you
Niggas coming sideways stuff is sweet man
Niggas understand 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 through this mat
attack a new cat sit back, worth top dollar
In fact touch mine's and react like a Rottweiler
Who relate, we play for high stakes at gunpoint
Catch em and break, em, tie em with tape no escape
The Corleone, Capone
Roam in your own zone or get and clapped in your dome
We got it sewn, The art of war is unknown
Lower tone, face it homicide cases get blown
Aristocrats, politickin daily with
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 nigga's dead on, a key of
They found his on the couch with his dick in his mouth
I put the hit out
Yo, the smoothest killer since Bugsy, bitches me
And where my drugs be, I wear Guess jeans and rugbies
Yo, my people from Medina they see you
When you re-up bring your heater all your cream go us
Real shit, my Desert got a ill grip
I chill with that hit Dominican spots and steal bricks
My red beam, a dread scream and sprayed a Fed team
Corleone be 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 blind fury
I shine jewelry sipping on grapes, we lust papes
And push cakes inside the casket at wake
It's sickening, he just bidding upstate
And now the projects is talking that somebody gotta die
It's logic as as it's nobody that's in my clique
My man know how to expand coke in Mr. Coffee
cost me two mill' to get the system off me
Life's a bitch but God-forbid the bitch me
I'll be with ice so hell fire can't scorch me
Cuban cigars meeting at the Mosque
Moving cars, your top papi Señor

In the black
Firm deep, all my hail the blackest sparrow
Wallabee's be the
Through the darkest
I got visions of in the biggest bundle
In the Lex by my nigga Jungle
E Money bags got Chandon
Bundle of sixty-two, they got a clue what we about to do
My whole team, we shitting hard like Czar: Sosa, Foxy Brown, Cormega and
I keep a fat marquess piece, laced in all the snake skin
sweaters 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, sippin
Sitting on top of fifty in the Nautica Van
We stay incogni' like all thug niggas in Marcy
The Gods they praise with visions of Gandhi
Bet it on my whole crew is Don
On Cayman with a case of Cristal and Baba Shallah spoke
Nigga with them Cubans that snort coke, raw
An ounce mixed with leak pure though
Flipping the picture
The bigger nigga with the
Was mad
He had a fucking in Manilla
We got to flee to 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 times
We got forty-eight, mean a whole lot of cream
Divide the profit by four, it by eight
We back to sixteen now add the other two that bringing through
So let's see, if we flip this key
Then that's more for me, mad and mad leak
Plus a five hundred cut in is two-fifty
Now triple that times
We got three quarters of ki
The Firm baby, one