Get Money - Lyrics - Ice Cube
O'Shea Jackson , better known by his stage name Ice Cube, is an American rapper, record producer, actor, screenwriter, film producer, and director. He began his career as a member of the hip-hop group C.I.A. and later joined N.W.A . After leaving N.W.A in December 1989, he built a successful solo career in music, and also as a writer, director, actor, and producer in cinema. Additionally, he has served as one of the producers of the Showtime television series Barbershop and the TBS series Are We There Yet?, both of which are based upon the films in which he portrayed the lead character. As of July 2014, Ice Cube has sold over 38 million records in the United States.
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Yeah
Gangsta
(verse 1)
Tell me all my children fore i come throught is the hood in the buildin'(yes)
You wont belive what im dealing this west coast ***, oh what a feelin (ahhhh)
*** think im drug dealin cus i roled out with no muthafuckin' ceiling (none)
Is he worth a hundred million? No need to ask Ice Cube how im livin (im living loc)
I still got the recipe, South Central LA is the pedigree
Dont try to tell me what it better be, i'll have your *** up in physical therapy
I'm outlaw like a Cherokee, the rap industry tried to bury me
But if i die on the mic up in Larabie i'm so heavy u *** couldn't carry me
(Chorus)
Get money spend money no money, lookin' like a dummy (i really dont give a ***)
Your money aint my *** money got a pocket full of money (c'mon homie throw it up)
Get money spend money no money, lookin' like a dummy (i really dont give a ***)
Your money aint my *** money got a pocket full of money (c'mon homie throw it up)
(Verse 2)
I dont accept no disrespect only thing i expect is self check
Just grin and bare it, got an *** whooping that your *** dont wanna inherit
Most rappers are parrots, they say what they told to say to get a neck full of carats
Got your momma embarrassed, how long before they callin' us terrorists ***-im serious (I)
Keep it gangsta but i keeps a job cus its, hard to sleep when u steal and rob (and ya)
Got to run cus here comes the blob cus, Uncle Sam is like part of the Mobb
Break your self he'll take your wealth dont get it twisted u a muthafuckin' elf
And Santa Claus will go for self all u got is your balls and your health
(Chorus)
Get money spend money no money, lookin' like a dummy (i really dont give a ***)
Your money aint my *** money got a pocket full of money (c'mon homie throw it up)
Get money spend money no money, lookin' like a dummy (i really dont give a ***)
Your money aint my *** money got a pocket full of money (c'mon homie throw it up)
(verse 3)
*** brag about what they got, but we dont own a skyscraper, now thats paypa
One generation from slums, happy for these little crumb...you little bums
We saw u pull up but *** shut up (Shut up), you always talk about a ***' car or a truck
You always talkin' bout some ***' rims or interior, that kinda *** will keep ya *** inferior
Im tryina eat tomorro, not tryina hear bout the little bitty *** u ball
Saw your little bitty house on cribs, where u *** your wife and feed your kids (uhuhh)
*** be quiet aint *** private, everything for sale u can buy it
All this self snitchin', all this self tellin' muthafuckas going back to the watermelon
(Chorus)
Get money spend money no money, lookin' like a dummy (i really dont give a ***)
Your money aint my *** money got a pocket full of money (c'mon homie throw it up)
Get money spend money no money, lookin' like a dummy (i really dont give a ***)
Your money aint my *** money got a pocket full of money (c'mon homie throw it up)
Get money spend money no money, lookin' like a dummy (i really dont give a ***)
Your money aint my *** money got a pocket full of money (c'mon homie throw it up)
Get money spend money no money, lookin' like a dummy (i really dont give a ***)
Your money aint my *** money got a pocket full of money (c'mon homie throw it up)
Get money spend money no money, lookin' like a dummy (i really dont give a ***)
Your money aint my *** money got a pocket full of money (c'mon homie throw it up)
Get money spend money no money, lookin' like a dummy (i really dont give a ***)
Your money aint my *** money got a pocket full of money (c'mon homie throw it up)
