[Verse 1]

We getting money got the getting money

My nigga from Rap a Lot get the money

Nigga from tha row get the money

Stick wid it niggas is get the money

Westcoast mafia

I gave the gangbanging like fuck the money now I see

My riches to get my milk and honey as I touch the stage

Prescious my life of caine women scream my name while

Sipping on champane we came perpacked in this rap game

And I'm a rider to deth living the life of fame to my last breath

I see that when the money came that's when the women changed

Fascinated by lexus and gold chains luxury cars conversating with

Movie stars now they feening justing to know who we are

We rap stars getting the paper like tony draper

Living major like 40 water far from pulling capers killa

Califonia sunshine ya ass all mine as I drop the top on cloud nine

From a 500 to a 600 mercedes ladys praying that they catch me

On I 80 yea we get the money



[Chorus]

Rest in peace to the homeboy pac representing westcoast till my casket

Drops I know you hate me cuz I'm getting my rice and gravey

In my mercedes on I 80 with your lady we get the money

Rest in peace to the homeboy pac representing westcoast till my casket

Drops california be the state full of diamonds and well boss playas

Pushing big body as L V-12 we get the money



[Verse 2]

Killa cali where the gangbangers kill thugs stacking money

Make a mill come short on my scrill till I magnum off in your grill

In luxury cars sitting on 20 inch wheels influnced by

Big ballers up on a hill addicted to having money stacked up

In large bills I gotta shake the hills and blend in with the real

Cuz I'm seeing too much of this penitentury steel

Holler if you hear me my dogs touch me if you feel me

Got these pi