Luyện nghe bài hát Affirmative Action

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

Yo sit back, relax, catch ya contact, sip your
And let's all this money through this laundry mat
attack a new cat sit back, worth top dollar
In fact touch mine's and I'll like a Rottweiler
Who relate, we play for high stakes at gunpoint
Catch em and break, em, tie em with tape no escape
The Corleone, fettuccine
Roam in your own zone or get kidnapped and in your dome
We got it sewn, The Firm art of war is
Lower your tone, it homicide 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 Paulie die, he too soft
That dead 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 smoothest killer since Bugsy, love me
And where my drugs 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 got a ill grip
I chill with niggas that hit Dominican and steal bricks
My red beam, made a dread and sprayed a Fed team
Corleone be turning niggas to
Yukons and black Lexus, Mega the pretty boy
With connections it's The Firm nigga set it

Yo, my mind is seeing through your like blind fury
I shine jewelry on crushed grapes, we lust papes
And push cakes inside the at Just wake
It's sickening, he finished bidding upstate
And now the projects is talking that somebody gotta die
It's logic as long as it's nobody that's in my
My man Smoke know how to expand coke in Mr.
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 black
Firm deep, all my niggas hail the blackest
Wallabee's be the
the darkest tunnel
I got visions of multimillions in the bundle
In the Lex by my nigga Jungle
E bags got Moet Chandon
Bundle of sixty-two, they ain't got a what we about to do
My whole team, we shitting hard like Sosa, Foxy Brown, Cormega and Escobar
I a fat marquess piece, laced in all the illest snake skin
Armani sweaters Herrera
Be The Firm baby, BK to the Bridge
My nigga Wiz, operation Firm Biz, so the deal is
I a phat jew-el, sippin Crist-ies
Sitting on top of fifty in the Nautica Van
We incogni' like all them thug niggas in Marcy
The Gods praise Allah with visions of Gandhi
Bet it on my crew is Don Juan
On Island with a case of Cristal 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 nigga the cheddar
Was mad
He had a villa in Manilla
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, which a whole lot of cream
the profit 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 more for me, mad coke and mad
Plus a five hundred cut in half is
Now triple times three
We got three quarters of ki
The Firm baby, one