Luyện nghe bài hát Affirmative Action

This is what, what they want huh
This is it's all about
Time to take Affirmative son
They don't understand, you kna'mean
Niggas coming sideways thinking 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 a new cat sit back, worth top dollar
In fact mine's and I'll react like 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 in your dome
We got it sewn, The art of war is unknown
Lower your tone, it homicide cases get blown
Aristocrats, politickin daily with
See me I'm an official mack, Lex Coupe black

Criminal thoughts in the blue Porsche, my to be the new boss
nigga Paulie gotta die, he too soft
That nigga's on, a key of her-oin
They found his on the couch with his dick in his mouth
I put the hit out
Yo, the killer since Bugsy, bitches love me
And Queens where my be, I wear Guess 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 Eagle got a ill grip
I chill niggas that hit Dominican spots and steal bricks
My red beam, a dread scream and sprayed a Fed team
be turning niggas to fiends
Yukons and ninja Lexus, Mega the pretty boy
With mafia it's The Firm nigga set it

Yo, my mind is seeing through your design blind fury
I jewelry sipping on crushed grapes, we lust papes
And push cakes the casket at Just wake
It's sickening, he just finished bidding
And now the projects is talking that somebody die shit
It's as long as it's nobody that's in my clique
My man Smoke how to expand coke in Mr. Coffee
Feds cost me two mill' to get the 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 Señor

In the Camaro
Firm deep, all my niggas hail the blackest
be the apparel
Through the tunnel
I got visions of multimillions in the bundle
In the Lex pushed by my Jungle
E Money bags got Chandon
Bundle of sixty-two, they ain't got a clue what we to do
My whole team, we shitting hard like Czar: Sosa, Foxy Brown, and Escobar
I keep a fat marquess piece, laced in all the snake skin
Armani sweaters Herrera
Be The Firm baby, BK to the Bridge
My Wiz, operation Firm Biz, so what the deal is
I keep a phat jew-el, sippin
Sitting on top of grand in the Nautica Van
We stay incogni' like all them niggas in Marcy
The Gods they praise Allah visions of Gandhi
Bet it on my whole is Don Juan
On Cayman Island with a case of and Baba Shallah spoke
Nigga them Cubans that snort coke, raw though
An ounce mixed with leak that's though
the bigger picture
The bigger with the cheddar
Was mad
He had a fucking in Manilla
We got to flee to but wait it's half-and-half
Keys is one and two-fifth, so how we
Thirty-two grams raw, chop it in
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 now add the other two that Mega bringing through
So let's see, if we flip other key
Then that's 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