can never take the life of a young G I'm gettin money I'm gettin money I'm gettin money I'm gettin money I'm gettin money
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
Vertaling: 2pac. Ik ben Gettin Money.
Vertaling: 2pac. I `m Gettin Money.
Vertaling: 2pac. Ik krijg geld.
I'm in the hog sometime, I'm in the Porsche redline I drive that mothafucka like I'm tryna beat a deadline. Holla at the boy bitch, yes I'm the boy bitch I'm
, O.G. of the floss, nigga I'm seein' visions like I did a bag of angel dust This is life when you black, rich and dangerous I'm with God, I'ma live
Country boys off the hook down there and Richmond main. In the black 740 I sat, hat turned back Bow down baby nelly singing my wrist blinging What! I'm
a tear before the nights over God bless the man I put this ice over Gettin' 2Pac money twice over Still a real nigga, red Coogi sweater, dice roller I'm
I wanna be black but with my mustache I look Mexican I learned how to spit rhymes from reading green eggs and ham I talk plenty shit so that must make me hard I
at me now I'm still a thug, nigga I still smoke bud You know I still represent St. Clair wig split shit, nigga what? This is Bone Thugs niggas Thinkin' I
act I'll attack and make you vomit Down with Kahlid Abdul Muhammad Do he got a brother, I'm it now I'm the illest wanna kill this house nigga Don Cornelius
