Mike Mosley - I'm Gettin Money lyrics

[Intro] Get money n***a Yeah - aw yeah Dedicate this one to all the hustlers That get up every motherf**in' mornin' and put they work in I see you - I see you boy [Verse 1] I'm up before sunrise first to hit the block Lil' bad motherf**er with a pocket full of rocks Learned to throw them thangs, get my skinny lil' a** kicked n***as laughed, 'til the first motherf**er got blas-ted I put the n***a in his casket And now they coverin' the ba*tard in plastic I smoke blunts on the regular f** when it counts Tryin' to make a million dollars out a quarter ounce Gettin' ghost on the five-o, f** them hoes Got a forty-five screamin' out surviv-al Hey n***a 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 n***a back missin' me by inches And they say how do you survive, weighin' one-fifty-five 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 [Hook] I'm gettin' money (money) I'm gettin' money (money) I'm gettin' money (money) I'm gettin' money (money) [Collision] Yeah, get paid n***a I gotta get [] Get paid bwooy (f** the police) Watch out of all this, n***a [Verse 2] Still on parole and I'm the first n***a 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 k**in' 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 b**h to f** 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 f** 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 [Hook] I'm gettin' money (money) I'm gettin' money (money) I'm gettin' money (money) I'm gettin' money (money) [Collision] Yeah n***a, get paid Can't fade me boy (some of my n***as in hometown) [?] y'all That's how we run the sh** in '93 boy f** them n***as [?] [Verse 3] Damned if I don't, and damned if a n***a do Now watch a young motherf**er pull the trigger too RAISE UP, and don't let them see ya cry Dry your eyes, young n***a time for 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**er 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 k** a bull got a pistol motherf**er better pull it And even if they k** me They can never take the life of a young G [Hook] I'm gettin' money (money) I'm gettin' money (money) I'm gettin' money (money) I'm gettin' money (money) Gettin' money (gettin' money) [Collision] Gettin' paid n***a (that's right), for my n***as in the hood That's right n***a, that's right boy enough for love Talk to hold that sh** boy [?] Pa** the sh** Gettin' paid (gettin' paid)