Luyện nghe bài hát Affirmative Action

This is what, this what want huh
is what it's all about
Time to Affirmative Action son
They just don't understand, you
Niggas coming sideways thinking stuff is man
Niggas don't understand the devils; lust, envy, hate, jealousy
niggas, man

Yo sit back, relax, catch ya contact, sip your
And all wash this money through this laundry mat
attack a new cat sit back, worth top dollar
In touch mine's and I'll react like a Rottweiler
Who could relate, we play for high stakes at
Catch em and break, 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 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 Porsche, my destiny's to be the new boss
That nigga gotta die, he too soft
That nigga's 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 since Bugsy, bitches love me
And Queens where my drugs be, I wear Guess jeans and
Yo, my people from they will see you
When you re-up your heater all your cream go between us
Real shit, my Desert Eagle got a ill
I chill with niggas that hit Dominican spots and bricks
My red beam, made a dread scream and sprayed a Fed
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 through your design blind fury
I shine jewelry on crushed grapes, we lust papes
And push cakes inside the at Just wake
sickening, he just finished bidding upstate
And now the projects is that somebody gotta die shit
It's logic as as it's nobody that's in my clique
My man Smoke know how to coke in Mr. Coffee
Feds cost me two mill' to get the off me
Life's a bitch but God-forbid the divorce me
be flooded with ice so hell fire can't scorch me
Cuban cigars meeting at the Mosque
Moving cars, your top Señor Escobar

In the Camaro
Firm deep, all my niggas hail the blackest
be the apparel
Through the tunnel
I got of multimillions in the biggest bundle
In the Lex pushed by my Jungle
E Money got Moet Chandon
Bundle of sixty-two, they ain't got a what we about to do
My team, we shitting hard like Czar: Sosa, Foxy Brown, Cormega and Escobar
I keep a fat marquess piece, in all the illest snake skin
Armani sweaters Carolina
Be The Firm baby, from BK to the
My Wiz, operation Firm Biz, so what the deal is
I keep a phat jew-el, Crist-ies
on top of fifty grand in the Nautica Van
We stay incogni' like all them niggas in Marcy
The Gods they praise Allah with visions of
Bet it on my whole is Don Juan
On Cayman Island with a case of Cristal and Baba spoke
Nigga with them that snort 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 Panama but it's half-and-half
Keys is one and two-fifth, so how we
grams 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 that Mega through
So let's see, if we this other key
Then that's for me, mad coke and mad leak
Plus a five hundred cut in is two-fifty
Now that times three
We got three of another ki
The Firm baby, one