Luyện nghe bài hát Affirmative Action

This is what, this what want huh
This is what it's all
Time to take Affirmative son
They don't understand, you kna'mean
Niggas sideways thinking stuff is sweet man
don't understand the four devils; lust, envy, hate, jealousy
niggas, man

Yo sit back, relax, catch ya contact, sip cog-ni-ac
And let's all wash this money this laundry mat
Sneak attack a new cat sit back, top dollar
In fact touch mine's and react like a Rottweiler
Who could relate, we play for high stakes at
em and break, undress em, tie em with tape no escape
The Corleone, Capone
in your own zone or get kidnapped and clapped in your 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 mack, Lex Coupe triple black

Criminal thoughts in the blue Porsche, my destiny's to be the new
That nigga Paulie die, he too soft
That nigga's dead on, a key of
They found his head on the couch with his in his mouth
I put the hit out
Yo, the smoothest since Bugsy, bitches love me
And Queens where my drugs be, I wear 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 Eagle got a ill
I with niggas that hit Dominican spots and steal bricks
My red beam, made a dread scream and a Fed team
be turning niggas to fiends
Yukons and ninja black Lexus, the pretty boy
With mafia it's The Firm nigga set it

Yo, my mind is seeing your design like blind fury
I shine jewelry on crushed grapes, we lust papes
And push inside the casket at Just wake
It's sickening, he just bidding upstate
And now the projects is talking that somebody gotta die
It's logic as long as it's nobody 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
be flooded with ice so hell fire can't scorch me
Cuban meeting Foxy at the Mosque
Moving cars, top papi Señor Escobar

In the black
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 Jungle
E bags got Moet Chandon
of sixty-two, they ain't got a clue what we about to do
My whole team, we shitting hard like Czar: Sosa, Brown, Cormega and Escobar
I keep a fat marquess piece, in all the illest snake skin
Armani Carolina Herrera
Be The baby, from BK to the Bridge
My nigga Wiz, operation Firm Biz, so what the is
I keep a phat jew-el, Crist-ies
on top of fifty grand in the Nautica Van
We stay like all them thug niggas in Marcy
The Gods they Allah with visions of Gandhi
Bet it on my whole crew is Don
On Cayman Island with a case of Cristal and Baba Shallah
Nigga with them Cubans that coke, raw though
An ounce mixed with leak pure though
the bigger picture
The bigger nigga the cheddar
Was mad
He had a fucking villa in
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 by four, subtract it by eight
We back to sixteen now add the other two Mega bringing through
So let's see, if we flip this key
Then more for me, mad coke and mad leak
Plus a five hundred cut in half is
Now triple that three
We got three of another ki
The baby, volume one