Get Money, Spend Money, No Money

Yeah Gangsta Tell me all my children 'fore I come through Is the hood in the buildin'? Yes You won't believe what I'm dealin', this West Coast sh*t Oh, what a feelin' Ni*az think I'm drug dealin' 'Cause I rolled out with no muthaf*kin' sealin', none Is he worth a hundred million? No need to ask Ice Cube how I'm livin', I'm livin' loc I still got the recipe South Central LA is the pedigree Don't try to tell me what it better be I have your ass up in physical therapy I outlaw like a Cherokee The rap industry tried to bury me But if I die on a mike of a leraby I'm so heavy you bi*hes couldn't carry me Get money, spend money, no money Lookin' like a dummy, I really don't give a f*ck Your money ain't my f*kin' money Got a pocket full of money, c'mon homie, throw it up Get money, spend money, no money Lookin' like a dummy, I really don't give a f*ck Your money ain't my f*ckin' money Got a pocket full of money, c'mon homie, throw it up I don't accept, no disrespect Only thing I expect is self check Just grin and bare it, got an ass whoopin' That your ass don't wanna inherit Most rappers are parrots, they say what They told to say to get a neck fool of carrots Got your momma embarrassed How long 'fore they callin' us terrorists, ni*ga, I'm serious I keep it gangsta but I keeps a job 'Cause it's hard to sleep when you steal and rob And ya got to run, here comes the blob 'Cause Uncle Sam is like part of the Mobb Break your self, he'll take your wealth Don't get it twisted, you a muthaf*ckin' elf And Santa Clause will go for self All you got is your balls and your health Get money, spend money, no money Lookin' like a dummy, I really don't give a f*ck Your money ain't my f*ckin' money Got a pocket full of money, c'mon homie, throw it up Get money, spend money, no money Lookin' like a dummy, I really don't give a f*ck Your money ain't my f*ckin' money Got a pocket full of money, c'mon homie, throw it up Nig*az brag about what they got But we don't own a skyscraper, now that's paper One generation from slums Happy for these little crumbs, you little bums We saw you pull up but ni*a shut up, shut up You always talk about a f*ckin' car or truck You always talkin' 'bout some f*ckin' rims on terrier That kinda sh*t will keep an ass inferior I'm tryna eat tomorrow, not tryin' to hear 'Bout the little bitty sh*t you ball Saw your little bitty house on Cribs Where you f*ck your wife and feed your kids Ni*ga be quiet, ain't shit private Everythin' for sale, you can buy it All this self snitchin', all this self tellin' Muthaf*ckas goin' back to the watermelon Get money, spend money, no money Lookin' like a dummy, I really don't give a f*ck Your money ain't my f*ckin' money Got a pocket full of money, c'mon homie, throw it up Get money, spend money, no money Lookin' like a dummy, I really don't give a f*ck Your money ain't my f*ckin' money Got a pocket full of money, c'mon homie, throw it up Get money, spend money, no money Lookin' like a dummy, I really don't give a f*ck Your money ain't my f*ckin' money Got a pocket full of money, c'mon homie, throw it up Get money, spend money, no money Lookin' like a dummy, I really don't give a f*ck Your money ain't my f*ckin' money Got a pocket full of money, c'mon homie, throw it up