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| 2Pac R U Still Down? (Remember Me) I'm Gettin Money Get money nigga Yeah - aw yeah Dedicate this one to all the hustlers that get up every motherfuckin mornin and 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 lil' ass kicked Niggaz laughed, til the first motherfucker got blas-ted I put the nigga in his casket and now they covering 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-oh, fuck them hoes Got a forty-five screamin out surviv-al Hey nigga can I lay low, cook some ya-yo and holla five-oj 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 And they say how do you survive, weighin one-fifty-five in the city where the little niggaz 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 [4x] Still on parole and I'm the first nigga servin Pour some liquor on the curb, for my homies that deserve it 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 and I'm lookin for a bitch to fuck Rather die makin money, than live poor and 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, ha hah ha I live Thug Life and let the money come to me Cause they can never take the game from a young G I'm gettin money [4X] Damned if I don't, and damned if a nigga do Now watch a young motherfucker pull the trigger too RAISE UP, and don't let them see ya cry Dry your eyes, young nigga time for 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 And even if they kill me They can never take the life of a young G I'm gettin money [5X] |
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