Affirmative Action Lyrics - Singles - Az

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 

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[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 

Photos 

[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 ill 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 

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 f**kin 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.