Southern Yea (This that shit boy) Y'all how we do this (shit) What up This for all my boys in Magnolia, (fightin south you know) This for all my boys in (tell 'em) at ya boy when I get there (MJG and Eightball) All my in Houston GA (Georgia boys, in the hou) (We'll say sup to that New clique out there)
It's a a fun day, one day Away Monday, and all day ain't no gunplay And everything is alright (why) Cuz? put his speech and got all the brothers to ride For one cause, and that's how it is on up to rise on up dawg Each one teach one, let the be taught It ain't my fault your Tommy Boy got caught If he was than grease, he woulda been at peace Instead tryna ride the war was at cease
When me and Snoop was kids we knew this kid named Tommy His parents died left him with gangit kinds of But was a hustler from around the way on the northside of town, is where he say He payed attention to whatever, was games so clever If the situation was bad it can get better He ran the dope house
So he put us up on his He knew we was riders so he wanted us on his team (Uh, Tommy) Getcha money, team (uh) Getcha man (He was out to get paid) money man (Poor Tommy) Getcha man (Me and Snoop on his team) (Get paid) Gotta have that man (Getcha money man) Getcha money man (Getcha man)
Tommy was a rider, big Tommy had everything, it funny All the G's used to look up to him But there was no way, that the bigger ones do him They would try him, try him, he was slick But he never would slip, he always had his And if he did, he'd get cuz he was just to fast up Tommy, Tommy, Tommy's out to mash Get it, get it, get it, cuz ya gotta it And when ya get make sure ya grab it and it Maintain it, brain it, the way ya to Cuz this is to rock to
Man, we up dollars and Caddies, Omiscious 'em for him We had to gather up cash - whoever it to him The hitman had hit us, niggas shit, and never to quit us, when the machine gun spit Now we really deep in the game, now it's murder and No names involved when that nigga a slug Tommy told us forget it, that he's always wit us The problems of the will be aquitted (young nigga)
Now on the streets is that Machine Gun Tommy, on big ballers for a pasttime hobby So if ya money, and ya smoke big weed First thing ya need is a security And we provide, or should I say we ride for My compadre, and if he say "spray em", we So I suggest, you get the 'PG, or yourself layin six feet dizzy
We was down with big (Getcha money man. money man. getcha money man) On the doing his thang, gettin paid (Getcha man. getcha money man.) (Getcha money man. money man.) We was down with big (Getcha money man. getcha money man. money man) Me and Snoop still on his team, big pimps paid We was down big Tommy (Getcha man. getcha money man. getcha money man) We was down with big (Getcha man. getcha money man.) me out now man
We had money, and expensive cars Niggas who didn't us, finally know who we are We was important to the like presidents and mass, everytime he do a he break us off our proper share A couple of days was on top of the world Threw a party with the homies, invited of girls
Yeah, it was off the hook We had everything from to blow (Whhaaatt, you sniff blow?) Oh hell no, I got my whole life of me, no time to be sniffin If find out, boy he'll be trippin So I stay A-Ok, but Tommy got to say, to say, to say...
Aye look mayne, What some people do for money Yea I had these two that was on my team Ya'know, down with me like the Tape It's the niggas that's closest to ya, be the ones that try to get'cha, ya'knowhaImsayin Shit I heard these ladies the day say that pimpin was dead I said not in my bed Ah-ha, that's real, I'll put that on my I'm a pimp 'til I die, cuz I the big, as well as the small Big baby