Luyện nghe bài hát Affirmative Action

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

Yo sit back, relax, ya contact, sip your cog-ni-ac
And let's all wash money through this laundry mat
Sneak a new cat sit back, worth top dollar
In fact touch mine's and react like a Rottweiler
Who could relate, we play for high at gunpoint
em and break, undress em, tie em with tape no escape
The Corleone, fettuccine
Roam in your own zone or get and clapped in your dome
We got it sewn, The Firm art of war is
Lower tone, face it homicide cases get blown
Aristocrats, daily with diplomats
See me I'm an official mack, Lex Coupe triple

Criminal thoughts in the blue Porsche, my to be the new boss
That nigga gotta die, he too soft
That nigga's dead on, a key of
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 drugs be, I wear Guess jeans and
Yo, my people from they will see you
When you re-up bring heater all your cream go between us
shit, my Desert Eagle 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 to fiends
Yukons and ninja black Lexus, the pretty boy
With mafia it's The Firm nigga set it

Yo, my mind is seeing your design like blind fury
I shine jewelry sipping on crushed grapes, we lust
And push cakes inside the casket at Just
It's sickening, he finished bidding upstate
And now the projects is talking somebody gotta die shit
It's logic as as it's nobody that's in my clique
My man Smoke how to expand coke in Mr. Coffee
cost me two mill' to get the system off me
Life's a bitch but God-forbid the divorce me
I'll be with ice so hell fire can't scorch me
Cuban cigars meeting Foxy at the
Moving cars, your top Señor Escobar

In the Camaro
Firm deep, all my niggas hail the sparrow
be the apparel
Through the tunnel
I got of multimillions in the biggest bundle
In the Lex by my nigga Jungle
E Money bags got Moet
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, Cormega and
I keep a fat marquess piece, laced in all the illest skin
Armani Carolina Herrera
Be The Firm baby, BK to the Bridge
My Wiz, operation Firm Biz, so what the deal is
I keep a 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 they praise with visions of Gandhi
Bet it on my whole crew is Don
On Cayman Island with a case of Cristal and Baba spoke
Nigga with Cubans that snort coke, raw though
An ounce mixed leak that's pure though
Flipping the 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 grams raw, chop it in
Get sixteen, it times three
We got forty-eight, mean a whole lot of cream
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 more for me, mad coke and mad
a five hundred cut in half is two-fifty
Now triple that three
We got three of another ki
The Firm baby, one