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

This is what, this what they huh
This is what it's all
Time to take Affirmative son
just don't understand, you kna'mean
Niggas coming sideways stuff is sweet man
don't 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 money this laundry mat
Sneak attack a new cat sit back, 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, 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
Lower your tone, it homicide cases get blown
Aristocrats, politickin with diplomats
See me I'm an official mack, Lex Coupe triple

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

Yo, my mind is through your design like blind fury
I shine jewelry sipping on crushed grapes, we papes
And push inside the casket at Just wake
It's sickening, he just finished bidding
And now the projects is talking that gotta die shit
It's logic as long as it's that's in my clique
My man Smoke know how to coke in Mr. Coffee
Feds me two mill' to get the system off me
a bitch but God-forbid the bitch divorce me
I'll be flooded with ice so hell fire scorch me
Cuban cigars Foxy at the Mosque
Moving cars, your top papi Escobar

In the Camaro
Firm deep, all my niggas hail the blackest
be the apparel
Through the tunnel
I got visions of multimillions in the biggest
In the Lex pushed by my nigga
E bags 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, Brown, Cormega and Escobar
I keep a fat marquess piece, laced in all the illest snake
sweaters Carolina Herrera
Be The baby, from BK to the Bridge
My nigga Wiz, operation Biz, so what the deal is
I a phat jew-el, sippin Crist-ies
Sitting on top of grand in the Nautica Van
We stay incogni' all them thug niggas in Marcy
The they praise Allah with visions of Gandhi
Bet it on my whole is Don Juan
On Island with a case of Cristal and Baba Shallah spoke
Nigga with Cubans that snort coke, raw though
An ounce mixed with leak that's though
Flipping the picture
The bigger with the cheddar
Was mad
He had a fucking in Manilla
We got to to Panama but wait 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 three
We got forty-eight, which mean a whole lot of
Divide the profit by four, it by eight
We back to sixteen now add the other two Mega bringing through
So let's see, if we this other key
Then 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 baby, volume one