Get Money Or Die

Turn me up, What you doin' I'm runnin' to the money I stay gettin' money, in a trap I'm gettin' money You know I'm gettin' money, Big 40 on my hip nigga try and take it from me, got some niggas round my way That'll kill you for the money Shout out to Seven and Six, y'all made me this Used to hustle for some kicks, now it's ice on my wrist No need for no lights, F-O-E in this bitch Choppin' blades Versace shades, as I ride behind tint This leather interior, it look like the Raiders A big up to Vegas, introduced me to flavors A long ass run, I ain't second to none Was the first one in the hood, with a hundred round drum Yeah, and I let that bitch go, whenever I smell smoke All them pussies, they choked, I still left em soaked Don't go back on my word, whatever occur If I catch yo ass lacking, put your dick in the dirt Damn life sucks, for you and not us Get off of your knees, nigga, pull your panties up They all in the bunch, I eat you pussies for lunch I ain't doin' no more fronts, cuz these niggas pull stunts I'll chop Jackie Chan, swinging through like Tarzan Tryna tip over the scale with a thousand more grams I'm the king of my city, I'm the head of the jungle When this AR go off, nigga, I make it sound like thunder I'm runnin' to the money, I stay gettin' money In the trap, I'm gettin' money, you know I'm gettin' money Big 40 on my hip, nigga, try and take it from me Got some niggas round my way, that'll kill you for the money I'm runnin' to the money, I stay gettin' money In the trap, I'm gettin' money, you know I'm gettin' money Big 40 on my hip, nigga, try and take it from me Know some niggas run my way, that'll kill you for the money I was checkin' niggas in, nigga, I ain't checkin' in My life been full of sin, can't imagine what I did You claim you niggas slidin', my niggas really slid Was gone for some years, I had to do a bid Came home, facing ten, gave da block, another spin A real boss talking, I created many trends I motivate plenty, some hate cuz of envy And I'm still puttin' on for my motherfuckin' city Its family over everything, ain't shit changed It's get money or die, so stay the f*ck out my lane I'm runnin' to the money, I stay gettin' money In the trap, I'm gettin' money, you know I'm gettin' money Big 40 on my hip, nigga, try and take it from me Know some niggas round my way, that'll kill you for the money