Luyện nghe bài hát Automatic

(intro)

Hoo-bangin in the house

Eihthype in the c'mon

And I'm
Real city g's on this one
My nigga [? ? ] in the
We gon set it off like

(verse 1)
Y'all wanna toss on me
sum
Get for the hot one here it come
Y'all like bitches scheme my riches
Too suspicious my glock rocks to jaw
Nigga just too land of the lost
Who's the boss get tossed have you her
My nina, she's catchin a
My rep gets bigger my finger on the
I cocks the hammer back 'fucks you nigga!'
I let shells fly like the [? spruise-goose? ]
Push weight protects mine, juice
I with a gang and slangs caine
Fuck what you tryin to get nigga, my thang!
[? ? ] more white and hit claims
I serves everything from white to jane
I'm hittin the one times with a fake last
Just to my ass on the streets, in the game, it's automatic

(chorus)
I represent the and the b.g's
The niggas on the corner whop white to cheese
If you want some then bring static
automatic

(verse 2)
You to get at me, I'm the g
Locin and provokin blocks with cavi
a ki' cross the street and smash out
The '63 bounce back to the same
You fools best get the fuck off my tales
Gang tales of how the fuckin dead body
Late night horror in jail cells
Represent you from no one to tell
Life ain't nuthin but the hood and
carry work with straps in they laps
Quarter niggas with nicknames craps
Enemies tryin to cross the front
Get capped but escape, uh
Second flat my gat let loose 'rat-a-tat-tat'
The underground guess y'all is back
My custom, my khaki suit and a blue cap,

(chorus)

(verse 3)
I make it for a nigga to find me
hoo-bangin g's behind me
You're fucked up for that last time fo'
Now you know, two in your door, four to the
Any nigga bring it-bring
I guarantee your ass will hear the sing
to hit out like [name] the street king
Shells ricochet up body, ping ping
Eazy don't come to [? ? ]
West to the
Is the best
On the contrary I down your post
gettin next to me, uh, too close
Close down whole block froze down
end up-no sound
You sorry muthafuckas here's showdown
Eiht a hot one now I'm county-bound, automatic

(chorus)

(outro)

Eihtype in the house

Hoo-bang in the c'mon
know how the fuck we do it
Y'all know how the fuck we're
Real g's
I said them compton g's
My 'fredwreck' and 'julio g' on the beat
know how the fuck we do this
Hoo-bangin till we die nigga
Compton we rest
You know the best
The (westside)
Yes!
Westside!