Listen to I'm Gettin Money by 2Pac

I'm Gettin Money

2Pac

Hip-Hop/Rap

45,622 Shazams

Music Video

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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
2Pac
2Pac
Vocals
Brycyn Evans
Brycyn Evans
Keyboards
Michael Mosley
Michael Mosley
Keyboards
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Michael Mosley
Michael Mosley
Songwriter
Natures Fynest
Natures Fynest
Songwriter
Tupac Amaru Shakur
Tupac Amaru Shakur
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Nature's Fynest
Nature's Fynest
Co-Producer
Brian Gardner
Brian Gardner
Mastering Engineer
Dino Johnson
Dino Johnson
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Michael Denten
Michael Denten
Mixing Engineer
Michael Mosley
Michael Mosley
Producer

Lyrics

Get money, nigga, yeah, aw yeah Dedicate this one to all the hustlers That get up every motherfuckin' mornin' An' put they work in, I see you, I see you, boy I'm up before sunrise, first to hit the block Lil' bad motherfucker with a pocket full of rocks Learned to throw them thangs, get my skinny little ass kicked Niggas laughed 'til the first motherfucker got blasted I put the nigga in his casket An' now they coverin' the bastard in plastic I smoke blunts on the regular, fuck when it counts Tryin' to make a million dollars out a quarter ounce Gettin' ghost on the five O, fuck them hoes Got a .45 screamin' out survival Hey nigga, 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 nigga back, missin' me by inches An' they say how do you survive weighin' 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 I'm gettin' money (Yeah, I get paid nigga) I'm gettin' money I'm gettin' money (Get paid, all out) I'm gettin' money (Yeah, my child rollers nigga) Still on parole an' I'm the first nigga 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 killin' 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 bitch to fuck 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 fuck 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 I'm gettin' money (Yeah nigga, I get paid) I'm gettin' money (I can't fade boy) some my niggas in a hotel I'm gettin' money (It's aright y'all, that's how I run this shit in our clique boy) I'm gettin' money (fuck them niggas there with them box and whatever) Damned if I don't, an' damned if a nigga do Now watch a young motherfucker pull the trigger too Raise up an' don't let them see ya cry Dry your 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 motherfucker 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 kill a bull Got a pistol, motherfucker, better pull it An' even if they kill me They can never take the life of a young G I'm gettin' money (Get paid nigga, all my niggas in the hood) I'm gettin' money (That's right, yeah, that's right boy, nah mean?) I'm gettin' money (Top of that shit boy, yeah) I'm gettin' money ((Just stay sharp, yeah, get paid, get paid) I'm gettin' money
Writer(s): Tupac Amaru Shakur, Michael Mosley, Brycyn Jamari Malykke Evans, Thomas Anderson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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