Representin' B Town in the house (50)Junior Mafia...Mad flava[Chorus]I get money, money is got (I I get it) I get money, money is got (I I get it) I get money, money is got (Yeah) Money I got,(Yeah) money is got (I run New York!) I get money, money is got (I I get it) I get money, money is got (I I get it) I get money, money is got (Yeah yeah) Money is got, money is got (I run New York!)[Verse One:Biggie]Super Nintendo, Sega Genesis When I was dead broke, man I couldn't picture this 50 inch screen, money green leather sofa Got two rides, a limousine with a chauffeur Phone bill about two G's flat No need to worry, my accountant handles that And my whole crew is loungin' Celebratin' every day, no more public housin' Thinkin' back on my one-room shack Now my mom pimps a Ac' with minks on her back And she loves to show me off, of course Smiles every time my face is up in The Source We used to fuss when the landlord dissed us No heat, wonder why Christmas missed us Birthdays was the worst days Now we sip champagne when we thirst-ay Uh, damn right I like the life I live 'Cause I went from negative to positive And it's all...[Chorus]I get money, money is got (I I get it) I get money, money is got (I I get it) I get money, money is got (Yeah) Money I got,(Yeah) money is got (I run New York!) I get money, money is got (I I get it) I get money, money is got (I I get it) I get money, money is got (Yeah yeah) Money is got, money is got (I run New York!)[Verse 2: 50]You can call this my new shit But it aint new thoughI got rid of my old bitch Now i got new hoes First is was the Benzo Now im in the Enzo, Ferrari, I'm sorry! I keep blowin up! (Oh!!) They call me the cake man The strawberry shake man I spray the ARMake your whole click breakdance Backspin, headspin, flatline, ya dead then 9 shells, Mach 10, "who wan get it crackin?!" I was young, i couldnt do good Now i cant do bad I ride, wreck the new Jag I just buy the new Jag Now nigga why you mad? Oh you cant do that Im so forgetful, they callin me cocky I come up out the jeweler, they callin me Rocky Its the ice on my neck man, the wrists and my left hand Bling like (uh) You like my style Ha ha im headin to the bank right now[Chorus]I get money, money is got (I I get it) I get money, money is got (I I get it) I get money, money is got (Yeah) Money I got,(Yeah) money is got (I run New York!) I get money, money is got (I I get it) I get money, money is got (I I get it) I get money, money is got (Yeah yeah) Money is got, money is got (I run New York!)[Verse Three: 2Pac]Out on bail fresh outta jail, California dreaminSoon as I stepped on the scene, I'm hearin hoochies screaminFiendin for money and alcoholthe life of a west side playa where cowards die and its all ballOnly in Cali where we riot not rally to live and dieIn L.A. we wearin Chucks not Ballies (that's right)Dressed in Locs and khaki suits and ride is what we doFlossin but have caution we collide with other crewsFamous cause we program worldwideLet'em recognize from Long Beach to RosecransBumpin and grindin like a slow jam, it's west sideSo you know the row won't bow down to no manSay what you sayBut give me that bomb beat from DreLet me serenade the streets of L.A.From Oakland to SacktownThe Bay Area and back downCali is where they put they mack down[Chorus:]Whoa Hey.. I I get it, Whoa Hey.. I I get it, Whoa Hey.. Yeah, Whoa Hey.. I run New York! Whoa Hey.. I I get it, Whoa Hey.. I I get it, Whoa Hey.. Yeah, yeah, Whoa Hey.. I run New York! Whoa.. I get money, money is got Im back on the streets man, I get money, money is got Im bringin the heat man, I get money, money is got Im on my grind, Money I got, money is got Like all the time,I get money, money is got Tryna stop my shine, I get money, money is got Ill cock my 9 Dont get outta line, Money I got, money is got I said dont get outta line {Pac: West Coast} I I get it.. {Biggie: Junior Mafia} I I get it.. Yeah, yeah.

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