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
keep on hustlin' on the grind

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

Payin' the
'Cause I don't write nothin'
I it all in my head, intelligent
About my business, memory like an

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

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

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

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

Messin' around in the lane
Chevy, Cougars and
Novas, Granadas, and
Project and public housin'

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Paid my dues, the rules
Stuck to the script, me and the
All a my fellows and all a my
the mustard and mayonnaise on vogues

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

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

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