Luyện nghe bài hát Automatic

Automatic, systematic, do you do playa
Just that money on ya mind
In the traffic, status, do what you do playa
Just on hustlin' 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 it all in my head, intelligent
About my business, memory an elephant

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

Fire hydrants, sirens
Suspended license, indictments
Righteously what it all down to
Is basically the wisest

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

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

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

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

Ladies and gentlemen, it's F A Beezy, F A Sheezy
Bustas hate me I f'ed they breezies
Playboy, these techs spray
Like you know the hoodrat Hugh Hef play greasy

I get on the grind
So if you got ya on my money, I put some 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 must like ridin' in black caddy's that they stick coffins in
The click been, blowin' sticky
That come in the 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 at the way the coast to coast G do it
From the Brooklyn to the Bay, bring the in by the way, oh

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

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

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

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

I used to sell up out my truck and slang Cain
Respected on the before 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
Ridin' the mustard and on vogues

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

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

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