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2pac – i’m getting money [rmx] lyrics

intro: 2pac

get money, n+gga, yeah, aw yeah
dedicate this one to all the hustlers
that get up every motherf+ckin’ mornin’
an’ put they work in, i see you, i see you, boy

1: verse + 2pac

i’m up before sunrise, first to hit the block
lil’ bad motherf+cker with a pocket full of rocks
learned to throw them thangs, get my skinny little ass kicked
n+ggas laughed ’til the first motherf+cker got blasted
i put the n+gga in his casket
an’ now they coverin’ the b+st+rd in plastic
i smoke blunts on the regular, f+ck when it counts
tryin’ to make a million dollars out a quarter ounce
gettin’ ghost on the five o, f+ck them hoes
got a .45 screamin’ out survival
hey n+gga, can i lay low? cook some yayo
an’ holla five o when i say so
don’t wanna go to the pen, i’m hittin’ fences
narc’s on a n+gga back, missin’ me by inches
an’ they say how do you survive weighin’ 155
in the city where the little n+ggas die?
tell mama don’t cry ’cause even if they k!ll me
they can never take the life of a real g

hook: 2pac

i’m gettin’ money
(yeah, i get paid n+gga)
i’m gettin’ money
i’m gettin’ money
(get paid, all out)
i’m gettin’ money
(yeah, my child rollers n+gga)

2: verse + 2pac

still on parole an’ i’m the first n+gga servin’
pour some liquor on the curb for my homies that deserve
but if i wanna make a million, gotta stay dealin’
kinda boomin’ ’round the way, think today i make a k!llin’
dressin’ down like i’m dirty but only on the block
just a clever disguise to keep me runnin’ from the cops
gettin’ high, i 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 an’ i’m lookin’ for a b+tch to f+ck
rather die makin’ money, than live poor an’ legal
as i slang another ounce, i wish it was a kilo
i need money in a major way
time to f+ck my girl, she gettin’ paid today
i live ‘thug life’ an’ let the money come to me
’cause they can never take the game from a young g

hook: 2pac

i’m gettin’ money
(yeah n+gga, i get paid)
i’m gettin’ money
(i can’t fade boy) some my n+ggas in a hotel
i’m gettin’ money
(it’s aright y’all, that’s how i run this sh+t in our clique boy)
i’m gettin’ money (f+ck them n+ggas there with them box and whatever)

3: verse + 2pac

d+mned if i don’t, an’ d+mned if a n+gga do
now watch a young motherf+cker pull the trigger too
raise up an’ don’t let them see ya cry
dry your eyes, young n+gga, time to do or die
i pack a pistol in my pocket, ready on my glock
ain’t no time for a n+gga to even c+ck sh+t
i done seen a motherf+cker peep pain
at point blank range ’cause he slept on the game
ain’t a d+mn 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!ll a bull
got a pistol, motherf+cker, better pull it
an’ even if they k!ll me
they can never take the life of a young g

hook:outro + 2pac

i’m gettin’ money
(get paid n+gga, all my n+ggas in the hood)
i’m gettin’ money
(that’s right, yeah, that’s right boy, nah mean?)
i’m gettin’ money
(top of that sh+t boy, yeah)
i’m gettin’ money
((just stay sharp, yeah, get paid, get paid)
i’m gettin’ money

- 2pac lyrics

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