2 Pac - I'm Gettin Money Lyrics
Get money niggaYeah - aw yeahDedicate this one to all the hustlersthat get up every mother*****in mornin and put they work inI see you - I see you boyI'm up before sunrise first to hit the blockLil' bad mother*****er with a pocket full of rocksLearned to throw them thangs, get my skinny lil' ass kickedNiggaz laughed, til the first mother*****er got blas-tedI put the nigga in his casketand now they covering the bastard in plasticI smoke blunts on the regular ***** when it countsTryin to make a million dollars out a quarter ounceGettin ghost on the five-oh, ***** them hoesGot a forty-five screamin out surviv-alHey nigga can I lay low, cook some ya-yoand holla five-oj when I say soDon't wanna go to the pen, I'm hittin fencesNARC's on a nigga back missin me by inchesAnd they say how do you survive, weighin one-fifty-fivein the city where the little niggaz dieTell mama don't cry, cause even if they kill meThey can never take the life of a real GI'm gettin money (4x)Still on parole and I'm the first nigga servinPour some liquor on the curb, for my homies that deserve itIf I wanna make a million, gotta stay dealinKinda boomin round the way, think today I make a killinDressin down like I'm dirty, but only on the blockjust a clever disguise, to keep me runnin from the copsGettin high I think I'll die if I don't get no endsI'm in a bucket but I'm ridin it like it's a BenzI hit the strip I let my music buckdrinkin liquor and I'm lookin for a ***** to *****Rather die makin money, than live poor and legalas I slang another ounce, I wish it was a kiloI need money in a major wayTime to ***** my girl, she getti
