Luyện nghe bài hát Automatic

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

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

Payin' the
'Cause I write nothin' down
I it all in my head, intelligent
my business, memory like an elephant

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

hydrants, ambulance sirens
Suspended license, indictments
Righteously what it all boils to
Is basically who's the

Ooh, my made of granite
Slow down my so you squares can understand it
I didn't in here empty handed
I came in on business and y'all gone retrospect it dammit

out the game, did that mane
Vallejeo I claim, made the
my pain, ghetto fame
Magazine hustla mane

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

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

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

I get money on the
So if you got ya mind on my money, I put some on ya mind
Ya honey be mine
ya diamond forecast is partly cloudly
The kids sunny on the shine

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

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

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

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

It don't if you locin' or bleedin'
Whether it's backwards or zig zags ya smokin' ya in
You slow or speedin'
All counts to these motherfuckers is if you broke or succeedin'

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

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

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

em up, sittin' 'em down
Bossin' and flossin' all the town
Hardest state ya ever heard
In ya life man, that down

Automatic, systematic, do you do playa
Just keep 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 thugs be thuggin'
To all you playas out hustlin'
And all my that be thuggin'