Mack 10 - Automatic lyrics

(Intro) Geah Hoo-Bangin in the house c'mon Geah Eihthype in the house c'mon Geah And I'm representin Real Compton City G's on this one My n***a [??] in the house We gon set it off like this (Verse 1) Y'all n***as wanna toss on me Throw sum Get ready for the hot one here it come Y'all scream like b**hes scheme my riches Too suspicious my Glock rocks to your jaw n***a just too vicious land of the lost Who's the boss get tossed have you seen her My Nina, she's catchin a misdemeanor My rep gets bigger my finger on the trigger I co*ks the hammer back like 'f**s you n***a!' I let loose shells fly like the [?spruise-goose?] Push weight protects mine, much juice I hoo-bangs with a gang and slangs caine f** what you tryin to get n***a, it's my thang! [??] cops more white and hit claims I serves everything from white to mary jane I'm hittin the one times with a fake last thing Just to keep my a** on the streets, in the game, it's automatic (Chorus) I represent the hoodrats and the B.G's The n***as on the corner whop white to make cheese If you want some then n***as bring static It's automatic (Verse 2) You need to get at me, I'm the G Locin and provokin dips blocks with cavi Search a ki' cross the street and smash out The '63 bounce back to the same route You fools best get the f** off my cold tales Gang tales of how the f**in dead body smells Late night horror shows in jail cells Represent where you from no one to tell Life ain't nuthin but the hood and snaps Hoodrats carry work with straps in they laps Quarter n***as with nicknames play craps Enemies tryin to cross the front line Get capped nuthin but escape, uh Second flat my gat let loose like 'Rat-a-tat-tat' The underground hero guess y'all is back My custom, my khaki suit and a blue cap, automatic (Chorus) (Verse 3) I make it difficult for a n***a to find me Crazy-a** Hoo-Bangin G's behind me You're f**ed up for that last time fo' sho' Now you know, two in your door, four to the floor Any n***a wanna bring it-bring I guarantee your a** will hear the Glock sing Quick to hit out like [name] the street king Shells ricochet up your body, ping ping Eazy don't come to [??] pound West to the chest Is the best get-coast On the contrary I shots down your post You're gettin next to me, uh, too close Close down your whole block froze down Infiltrators end up-no sound You sorry muthaf**as here's your showdown Eiht caught a hot one now I'm county-bound, automatic (Chorus) (Outro) Geah Eihtype in the house c'mon Geah Hoo-Bang in the house c'mon Y'all know how the f** we do it Y'all know how the f** we're livin Real Compton G's I said them real Compton G's My n***a 'Fredwreck' and 'Julio G' on the beat Y'all know how the f** we do this Hoo-Bangin affiliates till we die n***a Compton till we rest You know we're the best The WEST (westside) YES! WESTSIDE! Geah