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
Niggas don't understand the four devils; lust, envy, hate,
niggas, man

Yo sit back, relax, catch ya contact, sip cog-ni-ac
And let's all this money through 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 stakes at gunpoint
Catch em and break, em, tie em with tape no escape
The Corleone, Capone
Roam in your own zone or get kidnapped and clapped in your
We got it sewn, The art of war is unknown
your 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 Paulie die, he too soft
That nigga's dead on, a key of
They found his head on the couch with his dick in his
I put the hit out
Yo, the smoothest killer Bugsy, bitches love me
And where my drugs be, I wear Guess jeans and rugbies
Yo, my people from they will see you
When you re-up bring your heater all cream go between us
Real shit, my Eagle got a ill grip
I chill with niggas that hit Dominican spots and steal
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 design like fury
I shine sipping on crushed grapes, we lust papes
And push inside the casket at Just wake
It's sickening, he finished bidding upstate
And now the projects is talking that gotta die shit
logic as long as it's nobody that's in my clique
My man know 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 can't scorch me
Cuban cigars Foxy at the Mosque
Moving cars, your top Señor Escobar

In the Camaro
Firm deep, all my niggas the blackest sparrow
be the apparel
Through the darkest
I got visions of multimillions in the biggest
In the Lex by my nigga Jungle
E Money got Moet Chandon
of sixty-two, they ain't 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
Armani sweaters Herrera
Be The Firm baby, from BK to the
My nigga Wiz, Firm Biz, so what the deal is
I keep a phat jew-el, Crist-ies
Sitting on top of grand 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 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 bigger with the cheddar
Was mad
He had a fucking in Manilla
We got to flee to Panama but wait it's
is one and two-fifth, so how we flip
Thirty-two grams raw, chop it in
Get sixteen, double it times
We got forty-eight, which mean a lot of cream
Divide the profit by four, subtract it by
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
a five hundred cut in half is two-fifty
Now triple times three
We got quarters of another ki
The Firm baby, one