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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