Automatic, systematic, do you do playa Just keep that on ya mind In the traffic, Baller status, do you do playa Just keep on hustlin' on the
Do the scale, stackin' my mil Avoidin' the law, out of jail Possession of sales, all sales Conspiracy charges, hate
the rent 'Cause I don't write nothin' I keep it all in my head, About my business, memory like an
Chasin' the dream, up for cream Special tactics team They out for and infrared beams at domes, and backs, and spleens
Fire hydrants, sirens Suspended license, indictments Righteously what it all down to Is basically the wisest
Ooh, my heart of granite down my spit so you squares can understand it I didn't come in here handed I in here on business and y'all gone retrospect it dammit
Been out the game, did that Vallejeo I claim, made the my pain, ghetto fame Magazine street hustla
Messin' around in the fast Chevy, and Mustangs Novas, Granadas, and Project livin' and housin'
Automatic, systematic, do what you do Just keep that money on ya (I got my on my money and my money on my mind, uh) In the traffic, baller status, do what you do Just keep on on the grind
Ladies and gentlemen, ghetto F A Beezy, F A Sheezy Bustas hate me I f'ed they breezies Playboy, techs spray easy Like you know the hoodrat Hugh Hef play greasy
I get on the grind So if you got ya mind on my money, I put money on ya mind Ya honey gone be 'Cause ya forecast is partly cloudly The kids sunny on the shine
I'm gettin' off again Y'all must like ridin' in long black caddy's that stick coffins in The often been, blowin' sticky That come in the jars that they stick coffee in
And I got offerin' But I play to get, unless they suck me 'til my dick soft again You lookin' at the way the to coast G do it the Brooklyn to the Bay, bring the hook in by the way, oh
Automatic, systematic, do you do playa Just keep money on ya mind In the traffic, status, do what you do playa Just on hustlin' on the grind
To all you playas out there And all my thugs be thuggin' To all you out there hustlin' And all my thugs that be
It don't matter if you or bleedin' Whether it's or zig zags ya smokin' ya weed in You slow or speedin' All that counts to these is if you broke or succeedin'
I'm used to strokin' and sweetin', pokin' and skeetin' Stayin' focused while feedin', so I choke what I'm eatin' I'm lookin' for to put the coke and the weed in To sit with white folks in a meetin', believe it
I used to tapes up out my truck and slang Cain on the streets before the fame Ain't nothin' or game goofy about my game
Paid my dues, obeyed the Stuck to the script, me and the All a my fellows and all a my Ridin' the mustard and mayonnaise on
Feelin' em up, 'em down Bossin' and flossin' all over the Hardest state ya ever heard In ya man, write that down
Automatic, systematic, do you do playa Just keep that money on ya In the traffic, status, do what you do playa keep on hustlin' on the grind
To all you playas out hustlin' And all my thugs be thuggin' To all you out there hustlin' And all my thugs be thuggin'