Luyện nghe bài hát Automatic

Automatic, systematic, do you do playa
Just keep money on ya mind
In the traffic, Baller status, do you do playa
Just keep on on the grind

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

the rent
'Cause I don't write down
I keep it all in my head,
About my business, memory like an

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

Fire hydrants, sirens
license, police indictments
Righteously what it all down to
Is who's the wisest

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

out the game, did that mane
Vallejeo I claim, the name
Feel my pain, fame
Magazine street mane

Messin' around in the fast
Chevy, Cougars and
Novas, Granadas, and
Project and public housin'

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

Ladies and gentlemen, it's ghetto F A Beezy, F A
Bustas me 'cause I f'ed they breezies
Playboy, techs spray easy
Like you don't know the 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 gone be mine
'Cause ya diamond forecast is cloudly
The look sunny on the shine

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

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

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

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

It matter if you locin' or bleedin'
Whether backwards or zig zags ya smokin' ya weed in
You slow pokin' or
All that counts to these motherfuckers is if you broke or

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 white folks in a meetin', please believe it

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

my dues, obeyed the rules
Stuck to the script, me and the
All a my and all a my dawgs
the mustard and mayonnaise on vogues

Feelin' em up, sittin' 'em
Bossin' and flossin' all over the
Hardest Benzes ya ever heard
In ya life man, write that

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

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