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

This is what, this what want huh
This is what it's all
Time to take Action son
They just understand, you kna'mean
Niggas coming sideways stuff is sweet man
Niggas understand the four devils; lust, envy, hate, jealousy
niggas, man

Yo sit back, relax, ya contact, sip your cog-ni-ac
And let's all wash this through this laundry mat
Sneak a new cat sit back, worth top dollar
In fact touch mine's and react like a Rottweiler
Who could relate, we play for high stakes at
Catch em and break, undress em, tie em with tape no
The Corleone, Capone
Roam in your own zone or get kidnapped and clapped in dome
We got it sewn, The Firm art of war is
your tone, face it homicide cases get blown
Aristocrats, politickin daily diplomats
See me I'm an official mack, Lex triple black

Criminal in the blue Porsche, my destiny's to be the new boss
nigga Paulie gotta die, he too soft
That nigga's 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 killer since Bugsy, bitches love me
And Queens where my drugs be, I Guess jeans and rugbies
Yo, my people from Medina will see you
When you re-up bring your all your cream go between us
Real shit, my Desert got a ill grip
I chill niggas that hit Dominican spots and steal bricks
My red beam, made a dread scream and sprayed a Fed
Corleone be turning to fiends
Yukons and ninja black Lexus, Mega the boy
With mafia it's The Firm nigga set it

Yo, my mind is seeing through your design like blind
I shine jewelry sipping on crushed grapes, we lust
And push cakes inside the at Just wake
It's sickening, he just finished upstate
And now the is talking that somebody gotta die shit
It's logic as long as it's that's in my clique
My man know how to expand coke 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 with ice so hell can't scorch me
Cuban meeting Foxy at the Mosque
Moving cars, top papi Señor Escobar

In the black
Firm deep, all my niggas the blackest sparrow
Wallabee's be the
Through the darkest
I got visions of multimillions in the biggest
In the Lex pushed by my Jungle
E Money got Moet 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, 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, sippin
Sitting on top of fifty in the Nautica Van
We stay incogni' like all thug niggas in Marcy
The Gods they praise Allah with visions of
Bet it on my crew is Don Juan
On Cayman Island with a case of and Baba Shallah spoke
Nigga with Cubans that snort coke, raw though
An ounce mixed with leak that's pure
Flipping the picture
The nigga with the cheddar
Was mad
He had a fucking villa in
We got to flee to Panama but it's half-and-half
Keys is one and two-fifth, so how we
Thirty-two raw, chop it in half
Get sixteen, double it three
We got forty-eight, which a whole lot of cream
the profit by four, subtract it by eight
We back to sixteen now add the other two that bringing through
So let's see, if we flip other key
Then that's more for me, mad coke and mad
Plus a hundred cut in half is two-fifty
Now triple that three
We got quarters of another ki
The baby, volume one