Automatic, systematic, do you do playa Just that money on ya mind In the traffic, status, do what you do playa keep on hustlin' on the grind
Do the portable scale, my mil Avoidin' the law, stayin' out of of sales, pocket all sales Conspiracy charges, betrayals
the rent 'Cause I don't nothin' down I keep it all in my head, my business, memory like an elephant
Chasin' the dream, suit up for Special represented tactics They out for and infrared beams at domes, and backs, and spleens
Fire hydrants, sirens Suspended license, indictments Righteously what it all boils to Is basically the wisest
Ooh, my heart made of Slow my spit so you squares can understand it I come in here empty handed I came in here on business and y'all retrospect it dammit
Been out the game, did that Vallejeo I claim, the name my pain, ghetto fame Magazine street hustla
Messin' around in the lane Chevy, and Mustangs Novas, Granadas, and Project livin' and public
Automatic, systematic, do what you do keep that money on ya mind (I got my mind on my and my money on my mind, uh) In the traffic, status, do what you do playa Just keep on hustlin' on the
and gentlemen, it's ghetto F A Beezy, F A Sheezy Bustas hate me I f'ed they breezies Playboy, these techs spray Like you know the hoodrat Hugh Hef play greasy
I get on the grind So if you got ya on my money, I put some money on ya mind Ya honey gone be 'Cause ya diamond is partly cloudly The kids sunny on the shine
I'm gettin' ticked off Y'all must like ridin' in long caddy's that they stick coffins in The click often been, sticky That come in the same jars that they stick in
And I got chicks But I play hard to get, unless suck me 'til my dick soft again You lookin' at the way the coast to G do it the Brooklyn to the Bay, bring the hook in by the way, oh
Automatic, systematic, do what you do Just keep money on ya mind In the traffic, baller status, do you do playa Just keep on hustlin' on the
To all you playas out there And all my thugs that be To all you playas out hustlin' And all my that be thuggin'
It don't if you locin' or bleedin' Whether it's backwards or zig zags ya ya weed in You pokin' or speedin' All that counts to these motherfuckers is if you broke or
I'm gettin' used to and sweetin', pokin' and skeetin' Stayin' focused feedin', so I don't choke what I'm eatin' I'm lookin' for towns to put the coke and the in To sit white folks in a meetin', please believe it
I used to sell tapes up out my and slang Cain Respected on the before the fame Ain't nothin' or game goofy about my game
my dues, obeyed the rules Stuck to the script, me and the All a my and all a my dawgs Ridin' the mustard and on vogues
Feelin' em up, sittin' 'em Bossin' and flossin' all over the state Benzes ya ever heard In ya life man, write that
Automatic, systematic, do what you do Just keep that money on ya In the traffic, baller status, do what you do keep on hustlin' on the grind
To all you playas out there And all my that be thuggin' To all you playas out there And all my thugs be thuggin'