Automatic
D.J.G. Lyrics


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Hoover, Hoover Gang
Shooter, Shooter, that Shooter Gang
Hoover, Hoover Gang
Shooter, Shooter, that Shooter Gang
(Great John on the beat, by the way)

We slide on blocks, we'll leave it in park, look, we balling no parks, huh
Push engine to start, ain't no evidence when it sparks
Brllt, look, brllt di blat, couple 'ol guns is useful, intact
I done seen fights to backing out straps, couple lil' snakes I thought had my back
'Til I gotta shoot that boy he flinching, spotted them routes he looks suspicious
Look, shit he clinching, ambulance speed that boy to the clinic
Tell 'em bring, paramedics, acrobatics, cinematic hungry hoes with you
Niggas try shooting at us, clapping at us, niggas know that Shooter Gang hit you
Pockets obese, real damage, ain't much love I got in these streets nigga
But I'm street nigga, that's his man, Sleepy hit his ass have him sleep quicker
He deceased with him, tote no straps don't hang around me, stand around me
Look, can't split no cash, no lick around me, stain around me, gang around me
Chillin', only my bitch arouse me, silly
I've done been drilling around these buildings, praying to my God I know he forgiving
Look, more havoc, wanted to taste, bring more addicts
Keep a closed mouth that's smooth traffic, hop in that car that's few 'matics

Hoover, Hoover Gang
Shooter, Shooter, that Shooter Gang

If you ask me, please don't ask me, uh
When it come to bitches, like my shorty super nasty
But if we talking chops, uh, I love 40 Glocks
If we talking blocks, we done spinned a lot, uh
If you talking opps, simple, make your niggas pop, pimple
You ain't sending shots, look, you just send a threat
But we can make a bet, 100K gang get your whole set
It ain't nuttin' less, next, smoking what I stretch
Shooter gang got food on niggas necks
Who the gang got niggas tryna flex
We the gang got bitches tryna sex
I ain't really worried 'bout a bitch, big bro told me worry 'bout a check
Disrespect then you valid for a death
Naw, he ain't no big dog, I swear that man is a rat
He try running we shooting his kicks off, when he trip he get hit with that braat




Wanna know where I got all of this sauce, I just say I do this and do that
Any minute I want niggas clipped off, I can pull up with Sheff and attack, Sheff and attack

Overall Meaning

The song "Automatic" by D.J.G. contains lyrics that depict a gritty and street-oriented lifestyle. The repetition of the phrases "Hoover, Hoover Gang" and "Shooter, Shooter, that Shooter Gang" establishes a sense of group identity and loyalty. The lyrics talk about being in control and ready for action, as indicated by the line "We slide on blocks, we'll leave it in park, look, we balling no parks." This suggests a sense of dominance and power.


The next few lines highlight the use of firearms and the consequences that can come with it. The reference to sparks and the lack of evidence suggests a willingness to engage in illegal activities without being caught. The lyrics mention encountering snakes and having to resort to violence to protect oneself. This paints a picture of a dangerous and treacherous environment where trust is scarce.


The verses also touch on the consequences of engaging in violence. The mention of the ambulance and the clinic shows the aftermath of a shooting. The lyrics suggest that the singer is prepared to face the consequences of their actions and is aware that their lifestyle may lead to negative outcomes. The reference to paramedics and acrobatics implies that they are experienced in dealing with dangerous situations and are prepared to handle any challenges that come their way.


The second verse focuses on the singer's attitude towards relationships and their dominance in their environment. The lyrics mention their preferences regarding women and firearms. The mention of "spinning blocks" and making opponents "pop" implies a willingness to engage in violent confrontations without hesitation. The lyrics also emphasize their financial success and assertiveness, indicating that they are primarily concerned with their own material gains.


Additionally, the lyrics talk about loyalty and betrayal. The mention of a supposed "big dog" who turns out to be a rat suggests that trust is easily broken, and the singer is willing to eliminate anyone who poses a threat. The lyrics show a sense of self-assuredness and a lack of concern for others' opinions or opinions, focusing instead on their own success and protection.


Overall, "Automatic" portrays a world of violence, loyalty, and dominance, where the singer is ready to defend themselves and their territory at any cost. The lyrics offer a glimpse into a harsh and unforgiving environment where survival and power are paramount.


Line by Line Meaning

Hoover, Hoover Gang
Referring to the affiliation with the Hoover Gang, a group known for their criminal activities.


Shooter, Shooter, that Shooter Gang
Emphasizing the involvement of the Shooter Gang, a group known for their use of firearms.


We slide on blocks, we'll leave it in park, look, we balling no parks, huh
Moving through neighborhoods without stopping, showcasing our wealth without any restraint.


Push engine to start, ain't no evidence when it sparks
Starting the car without leaving any trace of our presence.


Brllt, look, brllt di blat, couple 'ol guns is useful, intact
The sound of gunshots, emphasizing the importance of having multiple functional guns in our possession.


I done seen fights to backing out straps, couple lil' snakes I thought had my back
Witnessing conflicts escalate to the point of retrieving firearms, realizing that some individuals I trusted were actually disloyal.


'Til I gotta shoot that boy he flinching, spotted them routes he looks suspicious
Being forced to shoot someone who showed signs of hesitation, recognizing their suspicious behavior and potential threat.


Look, shit he clinching, ambulance speed that boy to the clinic
Observing the person I shot in distress, resulting in an urgent call for medical help.


Tell 'em bring, paramedics, acrobatics, cinematic hungry hoes with you
Instructing others to bring paramedics to the scene, highlighting the presence of sexually eager women who are attracted to the danger.


Niggas try shooting at us, clapping at us, niggas know that Shooter Gang hit you
Fending off attacks from opposing individuals, making it clear that the Shooter Gang is responsible for retaliating.


Pockets obese, real damage, ain't much love I got in these streets nigga
Having a significant amount of money but also causing harm and trouble, acknowledging the lack of genuine affection in the neighborhood.


But I'm street nigga, that's his man, Sleepy hit his ass have him sleep quicker
Identifying myself as a person rooted in the streets, stating that my associate Sleepy will incapacitate anyone who is a threat.


He deceased with him, tote no straps don't hang around me, stand around me
Asserting that those who don't carry firearms should not be in my vicinity, emphasizing the importance of self-protection.


Look, can't split no cash, no lick around me, stain around me, gang around me
Declaring that I can't share money or commit crimes together, indicating that only loyal gang members should accompany me.


Chillin', only my bitch arouse me, silly
Expressing that I am relaxed and unaffected by anything or anyone except my significant other.


I've done been drilling around these buildings, praying to my God I know he forgiving
Having engaged in violent activities in various locations, acknowledging that I rely on my faith in God for forgiveness.


Look, more havoc, wanted to taste, bring more addicts
Desiring to cause more chaos and destruction, attracting more individuals who are addicted to the thrill of such situations.


Keep a closed mouth that's smooth traffic, hop in that car that's few 'matics
Maintaining secrecy to avoid drawing attention from law enforcement, quickly entering a car equipped with multiple firearms.


If you ask me, please don't ask me, uh
Suggesting the listener to refrain from seeking answers or opinions from me.


When it come to bitches, like my shorty super nasty
Regarding women, expressing a strong preference for a partner who is extremely promiscuous and sexually provocative.


But if we talking chops, uh, I love 40 Glocks
Shifting the focus to firearms, expressing a strong affinity for the 40 Glock model.


If we talking blocks, we done spinned a lot, uh
When it comes to controlling neighborhoods or territories, boasting about the number of times we have dominated.


If you talking opps, simple, make your niggas pop, pimple
Regarding rival individuals or gangs, stating that it is easy to incite violence and make their members retaliate.


You ain't sending shots, look, you just send a threat
Dismissing any form of intimidation or provocation unless it involves a direct physical attack.


But we can make a bet, 100K gang get your whole set
Challenging others to a wager, confident that the 100K gang will defeat and conquer their entire group.


It ain't nuttin' less, next, smoking what I stretch
Ensuring that nothing less than absolute victory is acceptable, preparing to consume drugs that have been altered or diluted.


Shooter gang got food on niggas necks
Asserting that the Shooter Gang exerts control and dominance over their adversaries.


Who the gang got niggas tryna flex
Highlighting the influence and presence of the gang, causing others to attempt to show off or appear intimidating.


We the gang got bitches tryna sex
Emphasizing that the gang's reputation attracts women who are eager to engage in sexual activities.


I ain't really worried 'bout a bitch, big bro told me worry 'bout a check
Not being concerned about relationships with women, as an influential figure advised focusing on financial success instead.


Disrespect then you valid for a death
Warning that any form of disrespect could lead to a justifiable act of killing.


Naw, he ain't no big dog, I swear that man is a rat
Denying someone's claim of being a powerful and respected figure, firmly asserting that the person is actually an informant.


He try running we shooting his kicks off, when he trip he get hit with that braat
If he attempts to flee, we will shoot him in the feet, and when he stumbles, he will be struck with gunfire.


Wanna know where I got all of this sauce, I just say I do this and do that
When questioned about the source of my confidence or style, I simply state that it stems from my actions and accomplishments.


Any minute I want niggas clipped off, I can pull up with Sheff and attack, Sheff and attack
Asserting the ability to order someone's elimination at any moment, illustrating that Sheff and his associates are available and ready for violence.




Lyrics © TuneCore Inc., Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: Michael Williams, Tegan Chambers

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YeTheGlory

if I'm being real it's better than what I thought it would sound like. It's a dope song

The Redford Club

We just posted this video over at TRC it was a treate to interview you last week. Look forward to the new project

awsome33100

go Mr.jones

Jerry Short

Dude can rap but I'm just sick of fucking trap beats. I don't want boom bap either but something that just sounds new

Larry Gordy Warren

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