
Automatic E-40 (Ft. Fabolous)
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[Chorus: Kokane & E-40]
Automatic, systematic
Do what you do, playa
Just keep that money on ya mi-ind, (on ya mind)
In the traffic, Baller status, (baller status)
Do what you do, playa, (what you do)
Just keep on hustlin' on the gri-i-ind, (on the grind)
[Verse 1: E-40]
Portable scales, checkin' my mail
Avoidin' the law, stayin' out of jail
Possession of sales, pocket all sales
Conspiracy charges, paper trails
Layin' the real, 'cause I don't write nothin' down
I keep it all in my head, intelligent
About my business, memory like an elephant
Chasin' a dream, schemin' for cream
Special weapons and tactics team
AR-15's and infrared beams
Pointed at domes, backs, and spleens
Fire hydrants, ambulance sirens
Suspended license, police indictments
Righteously what it all boils down to
Is basically who's the wisest
Ughhh, my heart made of granite
Slow down my spit so you squares can understand it
I didn't come in here empty-handed (empty-handed)
I came in here on business and y'all gone respect it dammit
Been out the game, did that mane
Vallejo I claim, made the name
Feel my pain, ghetto fame
Magazine Street hustla, mayne
Messin' around in the fast lane
Chevy, Cougars, and Mustangs
Novas, Granadas, and Falcons
Project livin' in public housin'
Automatic, systematic
Do what you do, playa
Just keep that money on ya mi-ind, (on ya mind)
In the traffic, Baller status, (baller status)
Do what you do, playa, (what you do)
Just keep on hustlin' on the gri-i-ind, (on the grind)
[Verse 1: E-40]
Portable scales, checkin' my mail
Avoidin' the law, stayin' out of jail
Possession of sales, pocket all sales
Conspiracy charges, paper trails
Layin' the real, 'cause I don't write nothin' down
I keep it all in my head, intelligent
About my business, memory like an elephant
Chasin' a dream, schemin' for cream
Special weapons and tactics team
AR-15's and infrared beams
Pointed at domes, backs, and spleens
Fire hydrants, ambulance sirens
Suspended license, police indictments
Righteously what it all boils down to
Is basically who's the wisest
Ughhh, my heart made of granite
Slow down my spit so you squares can understand it
I didn't come in here empty-handed (empty-handed)
I came in here on business and y'all gone respect it dammit
Been out the game, did that mane
Vallejo I claim, made the name
Feel my pain, ghetto fame
Magazine Street hustla, mayne
Messin' around in the fast lane
Chevy, Cougars, and Mustangs
Novas, Granadas, and Falcons
Project livin' in public housin'
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