Luyện nghe bài hát Automatic

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

Do the portable scale, my mil
Avoidin' the law, stayin' out of
Possession of sales, pocket all
Conspiracy charges, betrayals

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

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

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

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

Been out the game, did mane
I claim, made the name
Feel my pain, fame
Magazine street mane

around in the fast lane
Chevy, Cougars and
Novas, Granadas, and
Project livin' and public

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

Ladies and gentlemen, it's ghetto F A Beezy, F A
Bustas hate me I f'ed they breezies
Playboy, these techs easy
you don't 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 honey gone be
ya diamond forecast is partly cloudly
The kids look on the shine

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

And I got offerin'
But I play hard to get, unless they suck me 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 what you do
Just keep that money on ya
In the traffic, baller status, do you do playa
Just keep on hustlin' on the

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

It matter if you locin' or bleedin'
Whether it's backwards or zig ya smokin' ya weed in
You slow or speedin'
All counts to these motherfuckers is if you broke or succeedin'

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

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

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

Feelin' em up, 'em down
and flossin' all over the town
Hardest state Benzes ya heard
In ya life man, write down

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

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