Luyện nghe bài hát Automatic

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

around in the fast lane
Chevy, and Mustangs
Novas, Granadas, and
Project and public housin'

Automatic, systematic, do what you do
Just keep money on ya mind
(I got my mind on my 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 F A Beezy, F A Sheezy
Bustas hate me 'cause I f'ed they
Playboy, these techs spray
Like you don't know the hoodrat Hugh Hef greasy

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

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

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

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

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

I'm gettin' used to strokin' and sweetin', and skeetin'
Stayin' focused while feedin', so I 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', please it

I used to sell tapes up out my truck and slang
on the streets before 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 and all a my dawgs
the mustard and mayonnaise on vogues

Feelin' em up, 'em down
Bossin' and flossin' all the town
Hardest state Benzes ya heard
In ya life man, that 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 thugs that be
To all you playas out hustlin'
And all my thugs be thuggin'