Versuri 2pac - I'm Gettin Money

Get money n***a

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 m**********r with a pocket full of rocks

Learned to throw them thangs, get my skinny lil' a*s kicked

Niggaz laughed, til the first m**********r got blas-ted

I put the n***a in his casket

and now they covering the bastard in plastic

I smoke blunts on the regular f**k when it counts

Tryin to make a million dollars out a quarter ounce

Gettin ghost on the five-oh, f**k them hoes

Got a forty-five screamin out surviv-al

Hey n***a can I lay low, cook some ya-yo

and holla five-oj 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 niggaz 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