Luyện nghe bài hát Automatic

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

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

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

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

Fire hydrants, sirens
Suspended license, police
what it all boils down to
Is basically the wisest

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

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

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

Automatic, systematic, do what you do
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, it's ghetto F A Beezy, F A
Bustas hate me I f'ed they breezies
Playboy, these techs spray
Like you don't know the hoodrat 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 partly
The kids look sunny on the

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

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

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

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

I'm gettin' to strokin' and sweetin', pokin' and skeetin'
focused 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 folks in a meetin', please believe it

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

Paid my dues, obeyed the
Stuck to the script, me and the
All a my and all a my dawgs
Ridin' the mustard and mayonnaise on

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

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

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