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Chorus:
Clickity clank, clickity clank
The money goes into my piggy bank
Clickity clank, clickity clank
The money goes into my piggy bank
I'll get at you
My knife cut ya skin
I'll get at you
Blow shots at ya man
I'll get at you
2pac don't pretend
I'll get at you
I'll put that to an end
That shit is old, don't be screamin' get at me dog
Have you runnin' for ya life, when I match ya boy
I get to wavin' that semi like it's legal
A lil' nigga hurt his arm lettin' off that eagle
You know me, black on black Bentley, big ol' black 9
I'll clap yo monkey ass, yeah, black on black crime
Big ol' chrome rims gleam, you know why I Shyne
C'mon man, you know how I shyne
I'm in the hood, in the drop, teflon vinyl top
Got 100 guns, 100 clips, why I don't hear no shots?
That fat nigga thought "Lean Back" was "In Da Club",
My shit sold 11 Mio, his shit was a dud.
Jada don't fuck wit' me, if you wanna eat
'Cause I'll do ya little ass like Jay did Mobb Deep
Yeah, homie in New York, niggas like ya vocals
But that's only in New York dog, yo ass is local.
Chorus
Yeah, yeah, get more money, more money
Yeah, yeah, get more money, more money
Yeah, yeah, get more money, more money
Yeah, yeah, get more money, more money
Banks' shit sells, Buck's shit sells, Game's shit sells
I'm rich as hell
Shyne poppin' off his mouth from a cell
He don't want it wit' me, he in PC
I could have a nigga run up on him with a shank
For just a few pennies out my piggy bank
Yayo, bring the condoms, I'm in room 203
Freak bitch look like kim, before the surgery
It's an emergency, on Michael Jackson, see
You'll pitch her and say she looks like me
Kelis say her milkshake bring all the boys to the yard
Then Nas went and tattooed the bitch on his arm
I'm way out in Cali, niggas know you 'cause
First thing they say about you, you's a sucka for love
This is chess, not checkers, these are warning shots
After ya next move, I'll give ya what I got (Yeah)
Chorus
Yeah, yeah, get more money, more money
Yeah, yeah, get more money, more money
Yeah, yeah, get more money, more money
Yeah, yeah, get more money, more money
I'll get at you
I puch out your grill
I'll get at you
Let out that blue steel
I'll get at you
Nigga I am fo' real
I'll get at you
Get your ass killed
Yeah, yeah, ha ha ha
Y'all niggas gotta do somethin' now, man
All the shoot 'em up shit y'all be talkin'
You gotta do somethin' baby!
I mean, I mean, c'mon man
Everybody's listenin'
Nigga, everybody listenin'
Ha ha ha ha, I know you ain't gonna let 50 do you like that
I mean, damn, rep yo hood nigga
Nigga you hard, right?
Pop off
Yayo, get Mobs and them niggas on the phone
Tell them niggas I said to grip up
Niggas got a green light on these mu'fuckas..
Ha ha ha ha ha
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