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Corinne Bailey Rae - Текст песни Affirmative Action
Intro: AZ
 This is what... this what they want huh? 
 This is what it's all about.. 
 What? Time to take Affirmative Action son 
 They just don't understand, youknowImean? 
 Niggaz comin sideways thinkin stuff is sweet man 
 Yknahmean? 
 Niggaz don't understand the four devils: 
 Lust.. Envy.. Hate.. Jealousy 
 Wicked niggaz man 
 [AZ the Visualiza] 
 Yo, sit back relax catchin contacts, sip your cog-nac 
 And let's all wash this money through this laundry mat 
 Sneak attack, a new cat sit back, worth top dollar 
 In fact, touch mines, and I'll react like a Rottweiler 
 Who pull the late, we play for high stakes at gunpoint 
 Catch em and break, undress em tie em with tape, no escape 
 The Corleone, fettucini Capone 
 Roam in your own zone or get kidnapped and clapped in your dome 
 We got it sewn, The Firm art of war is unknown 
 Lower your tone, face it, homicide cases get blown 
 Aristocrats, politickin daily with diplomats 
 See me I'm an official mack, Lex Coupe triple black 
 [Cormega] 
 Criminal thoughts in the blue Porsche, my destiny's to be the new boss 
 That nigga Paulie gotta die - he too soft 
 That nigga's dead on, a key of her-oin, they found his head on 
 the couch with his dick in his mouth, I put the hit out 
 Yo, the smoothest killer since Bugsy, bitches love me 
 And Queens where my drugs be, I wear Guess jeans and rugbies 
 Yo my people from Medina they will see you 
 when you re-up on your heater all your cream go betweeen us 
 Real shit, my Desert Eagle got a I'll grip 
 I chill with, niggaz that hit Dominican spots and steal bricks 
 My red beam, made a dread scream, and sprayed a Fed team 
 Corleone be turnin niggaz to fiends 
 U-Conn's and ninja black Lexus, 'Mega the pretty boy 
 with mafia connections it's The Firm nigga set it 
 [Nas] 
 Yo, my mind is seein through your design like blind fury 
 I shine jewelry sippin on crushed grapes, we lust papes 
 and push cakes inside the casket at Just wake Corinne Bailey Rae - Affirmative Action - http://ru.motolyrics.com/corinne-bailey-rae/affirmative-action-lyrics.html
 It's sickenin, he just finished biddin upstate 
 And now the projects, is talkin that somebody gotta die shit 
 It's logic, as long as it's nobody that's in my clique 
 My man Smoke, know how to expand coke, and Mr. Coffee 
 Feds cost me two mill' to get the system off me 
 "Life's a Bitch," but God-forbid the bitch divorce me 
 I'll be flooded with ice so hellfire can't scorch me 
 Cuban cigars meetin Foxy at Demars 
 Movin cars, your top papi Senor Escobar 
 [Foxy Brown] 
 In the black Camaro 
 Firm deep all my niggaz hail the blackest sparrow 
 Wallabee's be the apparel 
 Through the darkest tunnel, I got visions of multimillions 
 in the biggest bundle, in the Lex pushed by my nigga Jungle 
 He money bags got Moet, Sean Don 
 Bundle of sixty-two, they ain't got a clue what we about to do 
 My whole team we shittin hard like Czar 
 Sosa, Foxy Brown, Cormega, and Escobar 
 I keep a fat marquis piece, laced in all the illest snake skin 
 Armani sweaters Carolina Hebrera 
 Be The Firm baby, from BK to the 'Bridge 
 My nigga Wiz, operation Firm Biz, so what the deal is 
 I keep a phat jew-el, sippin Crist-ies 
 Sittin on top of fifty grand in the Nautica Van, uhh! 
 We stay incogni' like all them thug niggaz in Marcy 
 The Gods, they praise Allah with visions of Gandhi 
 Bet it on, my whole crew is Don Juan 
 On Cayman Island with a case of Cristal and Papa Chula spoke 
 Nigga with them Cubans that snort coke 
 Raw though, an ounce mixed wit leak that's pure though 
 Flippin the bigger picture, the bigger nigga with the cheddar 
 Was mad dripper, he had a fuckin villa in Manilla 
 We got to flee to Panama, but wait it's half and half 
 Keys is one and two-fifth, so how we flip 
 Thirty-two grams raw, chop it in half, get sixteen, double it times three 
 We got forty-eight, which mean a whole lot of cream 
 Divide the profit by four, subtract it by eight 
 We back to sixteen, now add the other two that 'Mega bringin through 
 So let's see, if we flip this other key 
 Then that's more for me, mad coke and mad leak 
 Plus a five hundred, cut in half is two-fifty 
 Now triple that times three, we got three quarters of another key 
 The Firm baby, volume one uhh..











