[Intro]
If it don't make dollars, it don't make sense
So don't kill game, let the pimpin'—

[Verse 1]
I ain't never quittin' on my homies from the set
Rather die a legend than be livin' with regrets
Granny up in Heaven, know she watch a n***a back
G Class, flyin' down' Orizaba Ave
I know that you love me but you gotta give me space
Money hungry women do whatever for a taste
All my people in the hood, what it's finna take
To have everybody livin' good? I don't wanna wait
In a minute, I'ma bust a juug, I'ma make a play
Hit the homie up and hit a lick, run in where you stay
All the pressure I be dealin' with, still ain't ever change
I'm about the money, I ain't fuckin' with the fame

[Chorus]
DJ Quik (Get paid, get paid, young n***a, get paid)
If it don't make dollars, then it don't make sense
(Get paid, young n***a, get paid, get paid, young n***a, get paid)
DJ Quik (Get paid, get paid, young n***a, get paid)
If it don't make dollars, then it don't make sense
(Get paid, young n***a, get paid, get paid, young n***a, get paid, get paid)
[Verse 2]
You should see the limit on my Amex
One phone call and it's n***as at your address
I'm gon' ball 'til I'm sittin' in the grave
Fuck all y'all, bet Ramona get the last laugh
Close your mouth when you talkin' to a killer, bitch
They say I murder cuh, I say, "I'm innocent"
This ain't suburbia, these n***as ignorant
I always get my man, I only miss my bitch
Yeah, hit me up if you wish
I'm in the studio, couple guns, couple Crips
Tryna make a hunnid Ms, what's a couple bands?
Keep it comin' in, keep it comin' in

[Chorus]
DJ Quik (Yeah, get paid, get paid, young n***a, get paid)
If it don't make dollars, then it don't make sense
(Get paid, young n***a, get paid, get paid, young n***a, get paid)
DJ Quik (Get paid, get paid, young n***a, get paid)
If it don't make dollars, then it don't make sense
(Get paid, young n***a, get paid, get paid, young n***a, get paid, get paid)

[Outro]
(Get paid, yeah, get paid, young n***a, get paid
Get paid, young n***a, get paid, get paid, young n***a, get paid)
N***a that you know that's been down for years
I've clowned for years, and y'all could never fade my peers
One, two, three, four, five—