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Текст (слова) песни: Tupac, 2Pac - I`m Gettin Money

Get money nigga. Yeah aw yeah.
Dedicate this one to all the hustlers
that get up every muthafuckin` morning
and put they work down.
I see you I see you boy.
Verse 1
I`m up before sunrise first to hit the block
li`l bad muthafucka with a pocket full of rocks
Learned to throw them thangs
get my skinny li`l ass kicked
Niggas laughed `til the first muthafucka got blasted
I put the nigga in his casket
and now they covering the basket with plastic
I smoke blunts on the regular fuck peelin` caps
tryin` to make a million dollars out a quarter ounce
Gettin` chased by the five O fuck them hoes
Gotta 45 screamin` out survival
Hey nigga can I lay low
cook some ya-yo and holla five O when I say so
Don`t wanna go to the pen
I`m hittin` fences
cops on a nigga back missin` me by inches
And they say how do you survive
weighing 155 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
Chorus
I`m gettin` money (4x)
Verse 2
Still on parole and I`m the first nigga
servin` postin` liquor on the curb
for my homies that deserve it
If I wanna make a million
gotta stay ill and kinda cool around the way
I think today I make a killing
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 bitch to fuck
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 fuck 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.
Chorus
Verse 3
Damned if I don`t and damned if a nigga do
now watch a young muthafucka pull a trigger too
Craaze out and don`t let them see ya cry
dry ya eyes young nigga time to 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 muthafucka 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 kill a bull got a pistol
muthafucka better pull it
And even if they kill me they can never take the life of a young G.
Chorus `til end

 

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