Luyện nghe bài hát Affirmative Action

This is what, this they want huh
is what it's all about
Time to Affirmative Action son
They just understand, you kna'mean
Niggas coming sideways thinking is sweet man
Niggas understand the four devils; lust, envy, hate, jealousy
niggas, man

Yo sit back, relax, ya contact, sip your cog-ni-ac
And let's all this money through this laundry mat
attack a new cat sit back, worth 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 with tape no
The Corleone, Capone
Roam in your own zone or get kidnapped and in your dome
We got it sewn, The art of war is unknown
Lower your tone, face it cases get blown
Aristocrats, politickin daily with
See me I'm an official mack, Lex Coupe triple

Criminal thoughts in the blue Porsche, my destiny's to be the new
That nigga Paulie gotta die, he too
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 since Bugsy, bitches love me
And Queens where my be, I wear Guess jeans and rugbies
Yo, my people Medina they will see you
When you re-up bring your heater all cream go between us
Real shit, my Desert got a ill grip
I chill with niggas that hit Dominican and steal bricks
My red beam, a dread scream and sprayed a Fed team
Corleone be turning to fiends
Yukons and ninja black Lexus, the pretty boy
With mafia connections it's The nigga set it

Yo, my mind is through your design like blind fury
I jewelry sipping on crushed grapes, we lust papes
And push cakes inside the casket at wake
It's sickening, he just bidding upstate
And now the is talking that somebody 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
Life's a bitch but the bitch divorce me
I'll be flooded with ice so hell fire can't me
Cuban cigars meeting at the Mosque
Moving cars, your top papi Escobar

In the black
deep, all my niggas hail the blackest sparrow
Wallabee's be the
Through the darkest
I got visions of in the biggest 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 like Czar: Sosa, Foxy Brown, Cormega and Escobar
I keep a fat marquess piece, laced in all the illest skin
Armani Carolina Herrera
Be The baby, from BK to the Bridge
My nigga Wiz, operation Firm Biz, so the deal is
I keep a jew-el, sippin Crist-ies
Sitting on top of fifty grand in the Van
We stay incogni' like all them thug niggas in
The Gods they praise Allah with of Gandhi
Bet it on my whole crew is Don
On Cayman Island with a case of Cristal and Baba spoke
with them Cubans that snort coke, raw though
An ounce mixed with leak pure though
the bigger picture
The bigger nigga the cheddar
Was mad
He had a villa in Manilla
We got to flee to but wait it's half-and-half
is one and two-fifth, so how we flip
Thirty-two raw, chop it in half
Get sixteen, it times three
We got forty-eight, which a whole lot of cream
the profit by four, subtract it by eight
We back to sixteen now add the other two Mega bringing through
So see, if we flip this other key
Then more for me, mad coke and mad leak
Plus a five hundred cut in is two-fifty
Now triple times three
We got three quarters of ki
The baby, volume one