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T S O L Automatic

you really are gone you're so automatic the way you bleed you're so automatic the things you need you're so automatic the way you see you're so automatic

New York motherfuckers where we don't play And out of towners get got like everyday And a gangsta's a gangsta in every way Sittin on twenty-two's, that's

me, I told you before I wears vest's A born legend by the way of .357 I'm an automatic with static its tragic Mr A-l-K-a-p-o-n-e The last man standing

, cheaper than the average, ki's be We be thuggers, stunners, hustlers Kidnap mothers, rape with no rubbers What the, hell? What is that I smell? No, it's not but it's

yella broad, automatic hoe, gotta yella hoe, comin through the boulevard pass by Caro, I never gave a damn my jewels gonna slam, I'm at I.H.O.P. eatin

SP Killer, L O X, L O X, motherfucker Niggas, don't know how we bout to come this time No more shiny suits, none of that shit We gonna R U double F R

the coffin you'd rather be flossin' Remember one rule, get the money that's important share with your people, if you don't, take caution L.O.X. keeps

take you places you can?t go I woulda been a catcher behind the plate but you can?t throw 'Cause you don?t know but you don?t hear me though Yo, check

's new one? Static I love Tupac's new record, ?Static? Right but don't you feel like that creates, ?Static? A tension between East and West? Static He's