Album: R U Still Down? (Remember Me)
Song: I'm Gettin Money


Get money ni**a. Yeah aw yeah.
Dedicate this one to all the hustlers
that get up every muthaf**kin' 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 muthaf**ka with a pocket full of rocks
Learned to throw them thangs
get my skinny li'l a*s kicked
ni**as laughed 'til the first muthaf**ka got blasted
I put the ni**a in his casket
and now they covering the basket with plastic
I smoke blunts on the regular f**k peelin' caps
tryin' to make a million dollars out a quarter ounce
Gettin' chased by the five O f**k them hoes
Gotta 45 screamin' out survival
Hey ni**a 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 ni**a back missin' me by inches
And they say how do you survive
weighing 155 in the city where the little ni**as 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 ni**a
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 bi**h to f**k
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 f**k 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 ni**a do
now watch a young muthaf**ka pull a trigger too
Craaze out and don't let them see ya cry
dry ya eyes young ni**a time to Do or Die
I pack a pistol in my pocket 
ready on my Glock
ain't no time for a ni**a to even cock s**t
I done seen a muthaf**ka 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
muthaf**ka better pull it
And even if they kill me they can never take the life of a young G.

Chorus 'til end