2pac - I'm Gettin Money lyrics

Get money n***a, yeah aw yeah. Dedicate this one to all the hustlers That get up every motherf**in' morning And put they work down. I see you I see you boy. I'm up before sunrise first to hit the block Lil' bad motherf**a' with a pocket full of rocks Learned to throw them thangs Get my skinny lil' a** kicked n***as laughed 'till the first motherf**a' got blasted I put the n***a in his casket And now they covering the basket with plastic I smoke blunts on the regular f** peelin' caps Tryin' to make a million dollars out a quarter ounce Gettin' chased by the five O f** them hoes Gotta 45 screamin' out survival Hey n***a can I lay low Cook some ya-yo and holla five O when I say so Don't want to go to the pen I'm hittin' fences Cops on a n***a back missin' me by inches And they say how do you survive Weighing 155 in the city where the little n***as die Tell mama don't cry cause even if they k** me They can never take the life of a real G I'm gettin' money I'm gettin' money I'm gettin' money I'm gettin' money Still on parole and I'm the first n***a Servin' postin' liquor on the curb For my homies that deserve it If I want to make a million Gotta stay ill and kinda cool around the way I think today I make a k**ing Dressed down like I'm dirty But only on the block just a clever disguise To keep ya runnin' from the cops Gettin' high I think I die if I don't get no ends In a bucket but I'm ridin' it like it's a Benz I hit the strip I let my music buck Drinking liquor and I'm looking for a b**h to f** Rather die making money than live poor and legal As I slang another ounce I wish it was a kilo I need money in a major way Try to f** my girl she gettin' paid today 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 I'm gettin' money I'm gettin' money I'm gettin' money Damned if I don't and damned if a n***a do Now watch a young motherf**a' pull a trigger too Craze out and don't let them see ya cry Dry ya eyes young n***a time to Do or Die I pack a pistol in my pocket Ready on my Glock Ain't no time for a n***a to even co*k sh** I done seen a motherf**a' peep pain At point blank range cause he slept on the game Ain't a damn thing changed They checking the time Snap rolling if you can't stand playin' betta hoe 'Cause ain't no telling what ya might roll You might fold catch AIDS from a slight cold You better live ya life to the fullest Be quick to k** a bull got a pistol Motherf**a' better pull it And even if they k** me they can never take the life of a young G. I'm gettin' money I'm gettin' money I'm gettin' money I'm gettin' money