Kokane (born Jerry Long) is a rapper from Pomona, California and best known… Read Full Bio ↴Kokane (born Jerry Long) is a rapper from Pomona, California and best known for working on the G-funk album Funk Upon A Rhyme and his backup work with Snoop Dogg. He is the son of Motown composer Jerry Long and started his career at Eazy-E's Ruthless Records, co-writing songs for N.W.A and Above The Law. He released his first solo album under the name Who Am I?, probably because "Kokane" was deemed to be offensive, also known for fueding with Dr. Dre and Kurupt, and was a member of the 357 Crip (Westside Mafia) set.

AUTOMATIC
Kokane Lyrics

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[Chorus]
(Kokane & E-40)
Automatic, Systematic
Do what you do playa
Just keep that money on ya mi-i-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)
???, Stackin' my mil
Avoidin' the law, Stayin' out of jail
possession of sales, Pocket all sales
Conspiracy charges, Hate betrayals
Payin' the rent
Cause I don't write nothin down I keep it all in my head, Intellegent
About my business, Memory like an elephant
Chasin' the dream, Suit up for cream
Special represented tactics team, They out for teams
And infared beams, Pointed at domes, backs, and spleens
Fire hydrons, Ambulance sirens, Spittin' licence, Police indicements
Rightiously 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
I came in here on business and why'all gone retrospecit dammit
Been out the game, Did that mane
Valejeo I claim, Made the name
Feel my pain, Ghetto fame
Magazine Street hustla mane
Messin' around in the fast lane
Chevy, Cougars and Mustangs
Novas, Granadas, and Falcons
Project livin' and Public housin'

[Chorus]
(Kokane & Fabolous & E-40)
Automatic, Systematic
Do what you do playa
Just keep that money on ya mi-i-ind
(I got my mind on my money and my money on my mind, Ughh)
In the traffic, Baller status, (Ugh)
Do what you do playa, (what you do)
Just keep on hustlin' on the gri-i-ind, (on the grind)

[Verse 2]
(Fabolous)
Its ghetto F-A-Beezy
F-A-Sheezy, Bustas hate me cause I f'ed they breezies
Playboy, These techs spray easy
Like you don't know the hoodrat Hugh Hef play greasy
I get money on the grind
So if you ya mind on my money, I put some money on ya mind
Ya honey gone be mine
Cause ya diamond forecast is partly cloudly
The kids look sunny on the shine
I'm gettin' ticked off again
Ya'll must like ridin' in long black caddy's that they stick coffins in
The Click often been
Blowin' sticky, That come in the jars that they stick coffee in
I got chicks offerin'
But I play hard to get, Unless they suck me 'til my dick soft again
You lookin' at the way the coast to coast g do it
From the Brooklyn to the Bay
Bring the hook in by the way

[Chorus]

(Kokane & E-40)
Automatic, Systematic
Do what you do playa
Just keep that money on ya mi-i-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)
To all you playas out there hustlin', (hustli-i-in)
And all my thugs that be thuggin', (thuggi-i-in)
To all you playas out there hustlin', (out there hustli-i-in)
And all my thugs that be thuggin', (thuggi-i-in)

[Verse 3]
(Fabolous)
It don't matter if you lokin' or bleedin'
Wheather its backwards or zig zags ya smokin' ya weed in
You slow pokin' or speedin'
All that counts to these motherfuckers is if you broke or suceedin'
I'm gettin used to strokin' and sweetin', pokin' and skeetin'
Stayin focused while feedin', so I don't choke what I'm eatin'
I'm lookin' for towns to put the coke and the weed in
To sit with white folks in a meetin', pleasebaleaveit

(E-40)
I used to sell tapes up out my truck and slang cain, (boom)
Respected on the streets before the fame, (boom)
ain't nothin' lame or game goofy about my game, (boom)
Paid my dues, Obeyed the rules
Stuck to the script, Made a Click
All a my fellows and all a my dawgs
Ridin' mustard and mayonaise on vouges
Feelin' em up, Sittin' em down
Flossin' and Bossin' all over the town
Hardest state benzes ya ever heardin ya life man write that down
(write that down)

[Chorus]

(Kokane & E-40)
Automatic, Systematic
Do what you do playa
Just keep that money on ya mi-i-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)
To all you playas out there hustlin', (hustli-i-in)
And all my thugs that be thuggin', (thuggi-i-in)

To all you playas out there hustlin', (out there hustli-i-in)
And all my thugs that be thuggin', (thuggi-i-in)

Overall Meaning

The song "Automatic" by Kokane featuring E-40 and Fabolous is a tribute to the hustlers who work hard to make a living in difficult circumstances. The chorus encourages the players to continue their efforts while keeping their minds focused on their goals and their money. The verses describe various aspects of the lifestyle, including avoiding the law, making sales, and chasing dreams. The lyrics depict the struggles and risks involved in hustling, but also the rewards of success.

E-40's verse in "Automatic" reflects his philosophy that intelligence and strategy are important aspects of hustling. He mentions his ability to memorize information without writing it down, and his tactics for avoiding danger from law enforcement and other criminals. Fabolous adds a playful tone to the song with his clever wordplay and references to his success with women. Overall, "Automatic" is a song about the grit and determination required to survive and thrive in a challenging environment.

Line by Line Meaning

Automatic, Systematic
Things are happening without any effort. The process is well organized and automatic.

Do what you do playa
Do what you're good at, and stick to it.

Just keep that money on ya mi-i-ind, (on ya mind)
Keep your focus on making money.

In the traffic, Baller status, (baller status)
Even in a busy and chaotic lifestyle, maintain the status of a successful, rich person.

Do what you do playa, (what you do)
Keep doing what you're good at, don't deviate from it.

Just keep on hustlin' on the gri-i-ind, (on the grind)
Keep working hard and making progress towards your financial goals.

Stackin' my mil
Accumulating a million dollars.

Avoidin' the law, Stayin' out of jail
Avoiding getting into legal situations that jeopardize my freedom.

Pocket all sales
Keeping all the money earned from sales.

Chasin' the dream, Suit up for cream
Pursuing the dream of becoming successful and making a lot of money.

Pointed at domes, backs, and spleens
Weapons aimed at people's head, back, and spleen (a vulnerable area in the body).

Chevy, Cougars and Mustangs
Types of cars commonly seen in urban areas.

It don't matter if you lokin' or bleedin'
It doesn't matter if someone is smoking or bleeding, everyone is treated the same based on their financial situation.

All that counts to these motherfuckers is if you broke or suceedin'
People only care about your financial status, whether you're rich or poor.

Lyrics © Wixen Music Publishing, Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: William David South, Brendon Arthur James, Thomas William George Welham, Adam Michael Wilson

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