Luyện nghe bài hát Affirmative Action

This is what, what they want huh
This is what it's all
Time to Affirmative Action son
They just don't understand, you
Niggas coming sideways stuff is sweet man
Niggas 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, worth top
In touch mine's and I'll 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, fettuccine
Roam in your own zone or get kidnapped and clapped in your
We got it sewn, The Firm art of war is
Lower your tone, face it cases get blown
Aristocrats, politickin daily diplomats
See me I'm an official mack, Lex Coupe black

thoughts in the blue Porsche, my destiny's to be the new boss
That nigga gotta die, he too soft
That nigga's dead on, a key of
found his head on the couch with his dick in his mouth
I put the hit out
Yo, the smoothest killer since Bugsy, 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 Desert got a ill grip
I chill with that hit Dominican spots and steal bricks
My red beam, made a scream and sprayed a Fed team
Corleone be turning niggas to
and ninja black Lexus, Mega the pretty boy
With mafia connections it's The Firm set it

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

In the black
Firm deep, all my niggas hail the blackest
Wallabee's be the
the darkest tunnel
I got visions of in the biggest bundle
In the Lex pushed by my Jungle
E Money bags got Chandon
Bundle of sixty-two, they ain't got a what we about to do
My whole team, we shitting hard like Czar: Sosa, Foxy Brown, and Escobar
I keep a fat marquess piece, in all the illest snake skin
Armani sweaters Carolina
Be The baby, from BK to the Bridge
My nigga Wiz, operation Biz, so what the deal is
I keep a jew-el, sippin Crist-ies
Sitting on top of grand in the Nautica Van
We incogni' like all them thug niggas in Marcy
The Gods they Allah with visions of Gandhi
Bet it on my crew is Don Juan
On Cayman Island a case of Cristal and Baba Shallah spoke
Nigga with them that snort coke, raw though
An mixed with leak that's pure though
the bigger picture
The nigga with the cheddar
Was mad
He had a fucking villa in
We got to flee to Panama but wait half-and-half
Keys is one and two-fifth, so how we
Thirty-two raw, chop it in half
Get sixteen, double it times
We got forty-eight, mean a whole lot of cream
Divide the profit by four, it by eight
We to sixteen now add the other two that Mega bringing through
So let's see, if we flip other key
Then that's more for me, mad 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