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
Do the scale, stackin' my mil Avoidin' the law, stayin' out of Possession of sales, pocket all charges, hate betrayals
Payin' the 'Cause I don't nothin' down I it all in my head, intelligent About my business, memory like an
Chasin' the dream, up for cream Special represented team They out for teams and beams at domes, and backs, and spleens
Fire hydrants, ambulance Suspended license, police Righteously it all boils down to Is basically who's the
Ooh, my heart made of Slow my spit so you squares can understand it I didn't come in empty handed I came in here on and y'all gone retrospect it dammit
Been out the game, did that I claim, made the name Feel my pain, ghetto Magazine hustla mane
Messin' in the fast lane Chevy, Cougars and Novas, Granadas, and Project livin' and housin'
Automatic, systematic, do what you do keep that money on ya mind (I got my on my money and my money on my mind, uh) In the traffic, baller status, do what you do Just on hustlin' on the grind
Ladies and gentlemen, it's ghetto F A Beezy, F A Bustas me 'cause I f'ed they breezies Playboy, techs spray easy you don't know the hoodrat Hugh Hef play greasy
I get on the grind So if you got ya mind on my money, I put some on ya mind Ya honey gone be ya diamond forecast is partly cloudly The kids sunny on the shine
I'm ticked 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 same that they stick coffee in
And I got offerin' But I play hard to get, unless they suck me 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 that money on ya mind In the traffic, status, do what you do playa Just on hustlin' on the grind
To all you playas out hustlin' And all my thugs that be To all you playas out there And all my thugs be thuggin'
It don't if you locin' or bleedin' Whether it's backwards or zig ya smokin' ya weed in You slow or speedin' All that counts to these is if you broke or succeedin'
I'm gettin' used to and sweetin', pokin' 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 sell tapes up out my truck and Cain on the streets before the fame Ain't nothin' lame or game goofy about my
my dues, obeyed the rules Stuck to the script, me and the All a my fellows and all a my Ridin' the and mayonnaise on vogues
Feelin' em up, sittin' 'em Bossin' and flossin' all over the Hardest state ya ever heard In ya life man, write down
Automatic, systematic, do what you do Just keep that on ya mind In the traffic, status, do what you do playa Just keep on hustlin' on the
To all you out there hustlin' And all my that be thuggin' To all you playas out there And all my that be thuggin'