Luyện nghe bài hát Automatic

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

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

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

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

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

Ooh, my made of granite
Slow down my spit so you can understand it
I didn't come in empty handed
I in here on business and y'all gone retrospect 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, Cougars and
Novas, Granadas, and
Project and public housin'

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

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

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

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

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

To all you out there hustlin'
And all my thugs be thuggin'
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 zags ya smokin' ya in
You slow or speedin'
All that counts to these motherfuckers is if you 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 towns to put the and the weed in
To sit with folks in a meetin', please believe it

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

Paid my dues, 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, 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
Just that money on ya mind
In the traffic, status, do what you do playa
Just on hustlin' on the grind

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