Automatic, systematic, do you do playa Just keep that on ya mind In the traffic, Baller status, do what you do keep on hustlin' on the grind
Do the portable scale, my mil Avoidin' the law, stayin' out of Possession of sales, all sales Conspiracy charges, hate
the rent 'Cause I don't nothin' down I it all in my head, intelligent About my business, like an elephant
the dream, suit up for cream Special represented team They out for teams and beams Pointed at domes, and backs, and
hydrants, ambulance sirens Suspended license, indictments Righteously what it all boils to Is who's the wisest
Ooh, my heart made of Slow down my so you squares can understand it I didn't come in empty handed I came in on business and y'all gone retrospect it dammit
out the game, did that mane Vallejeo I claim, the name Feel my pain, ghetto Magazine street mane
around in the fast lane Chevy, Cougars and Novas, Granadas, and Project livin' and public
Automatic, systematic, do what you do Just keep that 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 on hustlin' on the grind
Ladies and gentlemen, ghetto F A Beezy, F A Sheezy hate me 'cause I f'ed they breezies Playboy, these techs spray you don't know the hoodrat Hugh Hef play greasy
I get money on the So if you got ya on my money, I put some money on ya mind Ya honey be mine 'Cause ya forecast is partly cloudly The kids look sunny on the
I'm gettin' ticked off must like ridin' in long black caddy's that they stick coffins in The click often been, blowin' That come in the same jars that they stick 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 coast to G do it From the to the Bay, bring the hook in by the way, oh
Automatic, systematic, do what you do Just keep that money on ya In the traffic, baller status, do you do playa Just keep on on the grind
To all you playas out hustlin' And all my thugs be thuggin' To all you playas out hustlin' And all my that be thuggin'
It don't matter if you or bleedin' Whether it's backwards or zig ya smokin' ya weed in You pokin' or speedin' All that counts to these is if you broke or succeedin'
I'm gettin' used to strokin' and sweetin', and skeetin' Stayin' focused while feedin', so I don't choke I'm eatin' I'm for towns to put the coke and the weed in To sit white folks in a meetin', please believe it
I used to tapes up out my truck and slang Cain on the streets before the fame Ain't nothin' lame or 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 and mayonnaise on vogues
em up, sittin' 'em down Bossin' and all over the town Hardest state Benzes ya heard In ya life man, that down
Automatic, systematic, do you do playa Just keep that money on ya In the traffic, baller status, do what you do Just on hustlin' on the grind
To all you playas out hustlin' And all my thugs that be To all you playas out hustlin' And all my thugs be thuggin'