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 don't understand, you kna'mean
Niggas coming thinking stuff is sweet man
Niggas don't the four devils; lust, envy, hate, jealousy
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, top dollar
In fact touch and I'll react like a Rottweiler
Who could relate, we play for high stakes at
Catch em and break, undress em, tie em tape no escape
The Corleone, Capone
Roam in your own zone or get and clapped in your dome
We got it sewn, The art of war is unknown
your tone, face it homicide cases get blown
Aristocrats, politickin daily diplomats
See me I'm an mack, Lex Coupe triple black

Criminal thoughts in the blue Porsche, my destiny's to be the new
That Paulie gotta die, he too soft
That nigga's on, a key of her-oin
They found his head on the couch his dick in his mouth
I put the hit out
Yo, the smoothest killer since Bugsy, bitches me
And Queens where my drugs be, I wear jeans and rugbies
Yo, my people from Medina they see you
you re-up bring 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
Corleone be niggas to fiends
and ninja black Lexus, Mega the pretty boy
With mafia connections it's The nigga set it

Yo, my mind is seeing through your design like blind
I shine jewelry on crushed grapes, we lust papes
And push cakes inside the casket at Just
sickening, he just finished bidding upstate
And now the projects is talking that gotta die shit
It's as long as it's nobody that's in my clique
My man Smoke know how to expand in Mr. Coffee
Feds cost me two mill' to get the off me
Life's a bitch but God-forbid the divorce me
I'll be flooded with ice so hell fire scorch me
Cuban meeting Foxy at the Mosque
Moving cars, top papi Señor Escobar

In the Camaro
Firm deep, all my niggas hail the sparrow
Wallabee's be the
Through the darkest
I got of multimillions in the biggest bundle
In the Lex by my nigga Jungle
E Money bags got Moet
of sixty-two, they ain't got a clue what we about to do
My whole team, we 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 baby, from 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 stay incogni' like all them 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 them Cubans that snort coke, raw
An ounce mixed leak that's pure though
Flipping the bigger
The bigger nigga with the
Was mad
He had a fucking in Manilla
We got to flee to Panama but wait half-and-half
Keys is one and two-fifth, so how we
grams raw, chop it in half
Get sixteen, double it times
We got forty-eight, which 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 this key
Then that's for me, mad coke and mad leak
Plus a hundred cut in half is two-fifty
Now that times three
We got quarters of another ki
The baby, volume one