Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song I'm Gettin Money , by - 2Pac. Release date: 31.12.1996
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
I'm Gettin Money |
| Get money nigga |
| Yeah — aw yeah |
| Dedicate this one to all the hustlers |
| That get up every motherfuckin' mornin' and put they work in |
| I see you — I see you boy |
| I’m up before sunrise first to hit the block |
| Lil' bad motherfucker with a pocket full of rocks |
| Learned to throw them thangs, get my skinny lil' ass kicked |
| Niggas laughed, 'til the first motherfucker got blas-ted |
| I put the nigga in his casket |
| And now they coverin' the bastard in plastic |
| I smoke blunts on the regular fuck when it counts |
| Tryin' to make a million dollars out a quarter ounce |
| Gettin' ghost on the five-o, fuck them hoes |
| Got a forty-five screamin' out surviv-al |
| Hey nigga can I lay low, cook some ya-yo |
| Holla «five-o» when I say so |
| Don’t wanna go to the pen', I’m hittin' fences |
| NARC’s on a nigga back missin' me by inches |
| And they say how do you survive, weighin' one-fifty-five |
| In the city where the little niggas die |
| Tell mama don’t cry, cause even if they kill me |
| They can never take the life of a real G |
| I’m gettin' money (money) |
| I’m gettin' money (money) |
| I’m gettin' money (money) |
| I’m gettin' money (money) |
| Yeah, get paid nigga |
| I gotta get |
| Get paid bwooy (fuck the police) |
| Watch out for all this, nigga |
| Still on parole and I’m the first nigga servin' |
| Pour some liquor on the curb, for my homies that deserve it |
| If I wanna make a million, gotta stay dealin' |
| Kinda boomin' round the way, think today I make a killin' |
| Dressin' down like I’m dirty, but only on the block |
| Just a clever disguise, to keep me runnin' from the cops |
| I’m gettin' high, think I’ll die if I don’t get no ends |
| I’m in a bucket but I’m ridin' it like it’s a Benz |
| I hit the strip I let my music buck |
| Drinkin' liquor and I’m lookin' for a bitch to fuck |
| Rather die makin' money, than live poor and legal |
| As I slang another ounce, I wish it was a kilo |
| I need money in a major way |
| Time to fuck my girl, she gettin' paid today, ha hah ha |
| I live Thug Life and let the money come to me |
| Cause they can never take the game from a young G |
| I’m gettin' money (money) |
| I’m gettin' money (money) |
| I’m gettin' money (money) |
| I’m gettin' money (money) |
| Yeah nigga, get paid |
| Can’t fade me boy |
| To my niggas in Oaktown |
| Get money |
| That’s right y’all |
| That’s how we run the shit in '93 boy |
| Fuck them niggas |
| Damned if I don’t, and damned if a nigga do |
| Now watch a young motherfucker pull the trigger too |
| RAISE UP, and don’t let them see ya cry |
| Dry your eyes, young nigga time for do or die |
| I pack a pistol in my pocket, ready on my Glock |
| Ain’t no time for a nigga to even cock shit |
| I done seen a motherfucker peep pain |
| At point blank range cause he slept on the game |
| Ain’t a damn thing changed, they shakin' the dice |
| Now roll 'em if you can’t stand pain better hold 'em |
| Cause ain’t no tellin' what ya might roll |
| You might fold catch AIDS from a slight cold |
| You better live ya life to the fullest |
| Be quick to kill a bull got a pistol motherfucker better pull it |
| And even if they kill me |
| They can never take the life of a young G |
| I’m gettin' money (money) |
| I’m gettin' money (money) |
| I’m gettin' money (money) |
| I’m gettin' money (money) |
| Gettin' money (gettin' money) |
| Gettin' paid nigga (that's right), for my niggas in the hood |
| That’s right nigga, that’s right boy enough for love |
| Talk to hold that shit boy |
| Pass the shit |
| Gettin' paid (gettin' paid) |