Ice Cube Get Money, Spend Money, No Money Lyrics

Get Money, Spend Money, No Money Lyrics

Yeah

Gangsta



Tell me all my children 'fore I come through

Is the hood in the buildin'? Yes

You won't believe what I'm dealin', this West Coast shit

Oh, what a feelin', ahh



Niggaz think I'm drug dealin'

'Cause I rolled out with no muthafuckin' sealin', none

Is he worth a hundred million?

No need to ask Ice Cube how I'm livin', I'm livin' loc



I still got the recipe

South Central LA is the pedigree

Don't try to tell me what it better be

I have your ass up in physical therapy



I outlaw like a Cherokee

The rap industry tried to bury me

But if I die on a mike of a leraby

I'm so heavy you bitches couldn't carry me



Get money, spend money, no money

Lookin' like a dummy, I really don't give a fuck

Your money ain't my fuckin' 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 don't give a fuck

Your money ain't my fuckin' money

Got a pocket full of money, c'mon homie, throw it up



I don't accept, no disrespect

Only thing I expect is self check

Just grin and bare it, got an ass whoopin'

That your ass don't wanna inherit



Most rappers are parrots, they say what

They told to say to get a neck fool of carrots

Got your momma embarrassed

How long 'fore they callin' us terrorists, nigga, I'm serious



I keep it gangsta but I keeps a job

'Cause it's hard to sleep when you steal and rob

And ya got to run , here comes the blob

'Cause Uncle Sam is like part of the Mobb



Break your self, he'll take your wealth

Don't get it twisted, you a muthafuckin' elf

And Santa Clause will go for self

All you got is your balls and your health



Get money, spend money, no money

Lookin' like a dummy, I really don't give a fuck

Your money ain't my fuckin' 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 don't give a fuck

Your money ain't my fuckin' money

Got a pocket full of money, c'mon homie, throw it up



Niggaz brag about what they got

But we don't own a skyscraper, now that's paper

One generation from slums

Happy for these little crumb, you little bums



We saw you pull up but nigga shut up, shut up

You always talk about a fuckin' car or truck

You always talkin' 'bout some fuckin' rims on terrier

That kinda shit will keep an ass inferior



I'm tryna eat tomorrow, not tryin' to hear

'Bout the little bitty shit you ball

Saw your little bitty house on Cribs

Where you fuck your wife and feed your kids



Nigga be quiet, ain't shit private

Everythin' for sale, you can buy it

All this self snitchin', all this self tellin'

Muthafuckas goin' back to the watermelon



Get money, spend money, no money

Lookin' like a dummy, I really don't give a fuck

Your money ain't my fuckin' 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 don't give a fuck

Your money ain't my fuckin' 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 don't give a fuck

Your money ain't my fuckin' 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 don't give a fuck

Your money ain't my fuckin' money

Got a pocket full of money, c'mon homie, throw it up