Imma Get Money
C-Bo Lyrics


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[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 'cause 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
'cause I'm seeing too much of this penitentury steel
Holler if you hear me my dogs touch me if you feel me
Got these pinky slugs my neighborhood tryina kill me
As I seem to escape death caught up in this rap game
Give a shot out to my locs caught up in the crack game
Stacking for caine but ghetto started the fame only mission to game
From life of poverty pain I will remain the same
And money can never change these true thugs dedicated
To the game to get the money

[Chorus]
Rest in peace to the homeboy pac representing westcoast till my casket
Drops I know you hate me 'cause 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 3]
I'm on blunted fast cars in the pit like movie stars
Hear the women scream their heads off when they find out who we are
Platinum lexus full of baggets and crushed carrots keep'em jocking
When I'm on stage with 30,000 rocking my lyics spiced out
Ear and neck wrist iced out versachi cloths keep me glowing at night
When the lights out yeah I come dressed to impress
But only the best shit drank cristal and moet
My crew pack smith and wess with bulletproof vest
And if it's broke when I finished pissing then they handle the rest
Like a don heavy head when the bed get rest body parts
Scattered to ocean shores to the wild wild west fool
This is westcoast mafia better think before you jump
I meet my nigga teado at the roof in the rain with the mausburg pump
Kill'em up my nigg fill'em up make sure they dead
I give a fuck no luck put slugs in both of they heads
We get the money

[Chorus]
Rest in peace to the homeboy pac representing westcoast till my casket
Drops I know you hate me 'cause 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

Overall Meaning

C-Bo's song "Get The Money" is focused on the pursuit of wealth and fame, as well as the consequences that come with it. In the first verse, the rapper mentions his connections to other successful hip-hop artists, including those from Rap-A-Lot Records and Death Row Records. He also reflects on his own success, highlighting the excitement that comes with performing live and the attention that comes from fame. However, he also acknowledges the negative impact that money has had on his relationships, claiming that women have only shown interest in him since he became wealthy.


The chorus of the song pays tribute to Tupac Shakur, who was a key figure in the West Coast hip-hop scene until his death in 1996. C-Bo reflects on the success of West Coast rappers, and asserts his own dominance in the industry. In the second verse, he mentions the violence that is often synonymous with gang culture in California, and how his success has allowed him to escape the streets. However, he also acknowledges that the pursuit of wealth can bring its own dangers and stresses the importance of loyalty and accountability among his friends and associates.


In the final verse, C-Bo boasts about his lavish lifestyle, including expensive cars and designer clothes. He also references his involvement in criminal activity, highlighting the fact that he is not afraid to use violence to protect himself and his friends. The song overall paints a picture of the high stakes and high pressure environment of the hip hop industry and the struggle to maintain authenticity and integrity in a world driven by money and fame.


Line by Line Meaning

We getting money got the getting money
We are making money, constantly getting more money


My nigga from Rap a Lot get the money
My friend from Rap a Lot is successful in making money


Nigga from tha row get the money
My friend from Tha Row is also making a lot of money


Stick wid it niggas is get the money
Those who persist will eventually make money


Westcoast mafia
We are part of the Westcoast mafia


I gave the gangbanging like fuck the money now I see
I used to care more about gang activity than money, but I now realize the importance of wealth


My riches to get my milk and honey as I touch the stage
I am making money and achieving success as I perform on stage


Prescious my life of caine women scream my name while Sipping on champane
Women are attracted to my glamorous lifestyle, including drug use and expensive champagne


We came perpacked in this rap game And I'm a rider to deth living the life of fame to my last breath
We entered this rap game well-prepared and I am dedicated to living a life of fame until I die


I see that when the money came that's when the women changed Fascinated by lexus and gold chains luxury cars conversating with
I noticed a change in the behavior of women when I started making money, as they became more interested in my material possessions, such as my luxury cars and gold chains


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
Celebrities are now interested in our success as rap stars, and we are making a lot of money like Tony Draper while living luxuriously, far from resorting to criminal activities


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
I am enjoying my success as I cruise around California in my luxury Mercedes, with women hoping to catch my attention, while acknowledging that we are making a lot of money


Rest in peace to the homeboy pac representing westcoast till my casket Drops I know you hate me 'cause I'm getting my rice and gravey In my mercedes on I 80 with your lady we get the money
I pay tribute to Tupac, who represented the Westcoast, and I know that some people may be envious of my success, but I don't care as I drive around with women, enjoying our wealth


Killa cali where the gangbangers kill thugs stacking money Make a mill come short on my scrill till I magnum off in your grill
California is a dangerous place with gangbangers who will kill for money. If someone owes me money, they better pay up or they will face the consequences


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 enjoy my expensive cars with 20 inch wheels and I am inspired by successful people who are addicted to having large amounts of money


I gotta shake the hills and blend in with the real 'cause I'm seeing too much of this penitentury steel Holler if you hear me my dogs touch me if you feel me
I need to leave behind dangerous situations and associate with real friends who understand me


Got these pinky slugs my neighborhood tryina kill me As I seem to escape death caught up in this rap game Give a shot out to my locs caught up in the crack game Stacking for caine but ghetto started the fame only mission to game From life of poverty pain I will remain the same And money can never change these true thugs dedicated To the game to get the money
I am constantly avoiding danger and giving credit to friends involved in the drug trade. Despite coming from a poor, painful background, I will always remain true and dedicated to achieving success through the rap game


I'm on blunted fast cars in the pit like movie stars Hear the women scream their heads off when they find out who we are Platinum lexus full of baggets and crushed carrots keep'em jocking When I'm on stage with 30,000 rocking my lyics spiced out Ear and neck wrist iced out versachi cloths keep me glowing at night When the lights out yeah I come dressed to impress But only the best shit drank cristal and moet My crew pack smith and wess with bulletproof vest
I am living a glamorous lifestyle and experiencing the adoration of fans, with expensive jewelry and designer clothes, as well as carrying guns for protection


And if it's broke when I finished pissing then they handle the rest Like a don heavy head when the bed get rest body parts Scattered to ocean shores to the wild wild west fool This is westcoast mafia better think before you jump I meet my nigga teado at the roof in the rain with the mausburg pump Kill'em up my nigg fill'em up make sure they dead I give a fuck no luck put slugs in both of they heads We get the money
If something is broken, my crew will take care of it, and we are not to be messed with. We are ruthless and will kill anyone who opposes us, all while continuing to make a lot of 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
Once again, I pay tribute to Tupac and acknowledge California's wealth, with high-profile individuals driving expensive cars and making a lot of money




Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: MARK S JORDAN, COREY D LLOYD, GERRY THOMAS, TRACY LA MARR DAVIS, WILLIAM CURTIS

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