I’m Gettin’ Money (Letra)

Soulja Boy

Hip Hop / Rap

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Y’already know what time it is
Swag, money, Rich Gang, Soulja Boy, SODMG
Salute! Turn up!
King Soulja
10 mill
Swag swag

Shawty said she want Soulja so she got
Pull up in that drop top and I’m poppin
Gwap, trap trap
Hustle hustle, stack
I’m getting money, getting money
I’m getting money, I’m getting money
I’m getting money, I’m getting money
I’m getting money
Gwap, trap, Hustle, stack

Shawty bad, Shawty bad (she bad)
She said she want Soulja
I’m touchin on her body, I’m ridin Maseratis
She big in the hips and she got them red bottoms
Soulja Boy neighborhood star and I’m gwapin
Lean is mouth shockin, Rich Gang reppin
Never half steppin, catch me with my weapon boy
Nigga know I’m flexin, SODMG
King Soulja Boy bitch, I took over the streets (King Soulja)

Trap, gwap, Hustle (Soulja Soulja wah?), stop
I’m getting money, I’m getting money
I’m getting money, I’m getting money
I’m getting money
I’m getting money
Gwap, trap, Hustle, stack
I’m getting money, I’m getting money

World star hip-hop, I’m always on that
King Soulja Boy with that Rich Gang tat
Mohawk swag but I’m bout to blow my hair out
Smoking on this kush, man I always got the money out
Sippin on syrup, I’m sippin on Act
Activist, purple drink, nigga I got swag (turn up!)
Soulja got the juice, pull up in Bentley coupes (molly!)
2-50 bitch, boy I thought you know
Bentley, nigga I hustle

Gwap, trappin, them knots
I got bands on bands, I got bricks on bricks
Shawty is so bad, she gon SBD
I done let er ride the dick, now Shawty is in love (woa)
She big in the hips (hold up), got some fat tits (Soulja)
Hit it from the back, let er bounce on the dick (dick)
SBZ, I be swaggin this shit
These rap niggas is lame and Soulja Boy got gwap (King Soulja)
Audemar on my wrist (wrist), ridin round with yo bitch (yo bitch)
Pour it on my dick, let the bitch kiss
Swagged up to the 10 (she kiss), nigga I got it (got it)
Shawty say she wanna lick the molly off my dick (Soulja)
Swag up like every day, I’m purin up Activist (she bad)
Soulja Boy, Rich Gang, stacks on deck the shit
Ridin round, foreign whips (Soulja)
Bout to cop a Bugatti (mansions)
Pull up my gas tank, I’m ridin out to the party (condo)
Pull it up in the Audi, jet black cloud 40
SBZ, Cuban Link, that diamond cost bout 40 (she bad)
Pour it up like Soulja, ridin loud in that Rover

Turn up, gwap gwap
Trap trap
Hustle Hustle Hustle
Stack stack stack stack
I’m getting money (money)
I’m getting money (gwap)
I’m getting money (moola)
I’m getting money

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I’m Gettin Money (Letra)

Tupac

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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]