Luyện nghe bài hát Automatic

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

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

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

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

Fire hydrants, ambulance
Suspended license, police
Righteously what it all boils to
Is basically who's the

Ooh, my heart of granite
Slow down my spit so you squares can 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, made the
Feel my pain, ghetto
Magazine street hustla

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

Automatic, systematic, do what you do
Just keep money on ya mind
(I got my mind on my money and my on my mind, uh)
In the traffic, status, do what you do playa
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 spray easy
you don't know the hoodrat Hugh Hef play greasy

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

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

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

Automatic, systematic, do you do playa
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 there
And all my thugs be thuggin'
To all you playas out there
And all my that be thuggin'

It matter if you locin' or bleedin'
Whether it's backwards or zig ya smokin' ya weed in
You pokin' or speedin'
All that counts to these 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 and the weed in
To sit with white folks in a meetin', believe it

I used to sell tapes up out my truck and slang
Respected on the streets before the
Ain't nothin' or game goofy about my game

my dues, obeyed the rules
Stuck to the script, me and the
All a my fellows and all a my
Ridin' the mustard and on vogues

em up, sittin' 'em down
Bossin' and flossin' all over the
Hardest state ya ever heard
In ya man, write that down

Automatic, systematic, do you do playa
Just that money on ya mind
In the traffic, baller status, do 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 there
And all my thugs be thuggin'