Luyện nghe bài hát Automatic

Automatic, systematic, do you do playa
Just keep that money on ya
In the traffic, status, do what you do playa
keep on hustlin' on the grind

Do the scale, stackin' my mil
Avoidin' the law, out of jail
Possession of sales, all sales
Conspiracy charges, hate

Payin' the
'Cause I don't write nothin'
I it all in my head, intelligent
About my business, memory an elephant

Chasin' the dream, up for cream
Special tactics team
They out for teams and infrared
at domes, and backs, and spleens

Fire hydrants, ambulance
Suspended license, police
Righteously what it all boils to
Is basically the wisest

Ooh, my heart of granite
Slow down my spit so you can understand it
I didn't come in here handed
I came in here on business and y'all gone retrospect it

Been out the game, did that
I claim, made the name
Feel my pain, ghetto
Magazine street hustla

Messin' around in the fast
Chevy, and Mustangs
Novas, Granadas, and
Project livin' and public

Automatic, systematic, do what you do
Just keep money on ya mind
(I got my mind on my and my money on my mind, uh)
In the traffic, baller status, do you do playa
keep on hustlin' on the grind

Ladies and gentlemen, ghetto F A Beezy, F A Sheezy
Bustas me 'cause I f'ed they breezies
Playboy, these spray easy
you don't know the hoodrat Hugh Hef play greasy

I get on the grind
So if you got ya mind on my money, I put money on ya mind
Ya honey be mine
'Cause ya diamond forecast is cloudly
The kids look sunny on the

I'm gettin' off again
Y'all like ridin' in long black caddy's that they stick coffins in
The click often been, blowin'
That come in the same that they stick coffee in

And I got offerin'
But I play hard to get, unless they suck me 'til my dick again
You at the way the coast to coast G do it
the Brooklyn to the Bay, bring the hook in by the way, oh

Automatic, systematic, do what you do
Just that money on ya mind
In the traffic, baller status, do what you do
Just keep on hustlin' on the

To all you playas out there
And all my that be thuggin'
To all you out there hustlin'
And all my that be thuggin'

It don't matter if you locin' or
Whether backwards or zig zags ya smokin' ya weed in
You slow or speedin'
All that counts to motherfuckers is if you broke or succeedin'

I'm gettin' used to and sweetin', pokin' and skeetin'
Stayin' focused while feedin', so I don't what I'm eatin'
I'm for towns to put the coke and the weed in
To sit with white folks in a meetin', please it

I used to tapes up out my truck and slang Cain
Respected on the streets before the
Ain't nothin' lame or goofy about my game

Paid my dues, the rules
Stuck to the script, me and the
All a my and all a my dawgs
Ridin' the and mayonnaise on vogues

em up, sittin' 'em down
Bossin' and all over the town
Hardest Benzes ya ever heard
In ya man, write that down

Automatic, systematic, do what you do
Just that money on ya mind
In the traffic, baller status, do what you do
Just on hustlin' on the grind

To all you playas out hustlin'
And all my thugs be thuggin'
To all you out there hustlin'
And all my thugs that be