Luyện nghe bài hát Automatic

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

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

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

the dream, suit up for cream
Special represented tactics
They out for and infrared beams
Pointed at domes, and backs, and

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

Ooh, my heart of granite
Slow my spit so you squares can understand it
I come in here empty handed
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, and Mustangs
Novas, Granadas, and
livin' and public housin'

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

Ladies and gentlemen, ghetto F A Beezy, F A Sheezy
Bustas hate me 'cause I f'ed 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 gettin' ticked off
Y'all must ridin' in long black caddy's that they stick coffins in
The click often been, sticky
That come in the same jars that stick coffee in

And I got offerin'
But I play hard to get, unless they me 'til my dick soft again
You lookin' at the way the coast to G do it
From the Brooklyn to the Bay, 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 what you do
Just keep on on the grind

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

It don't matter if you or bleedin'
Whether it's backwards or zig ya smokin' ya weed in
You slow pokin' or
All that to these motherfuckers is if you broke or succeedin'

I'm used to strokin' and sweetin', pokin' and skeetin'
Stayin' while feedin', so I don't choke what I'm eatin'
I'm lookin' for towns to put the coke and the 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 before the fame
Ain't nothin' lame or game goofy about my

my dues, obeyed the rules
Stuck to the script, me and the
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 Benzes ya ever heard
In ya life man, write that

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

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