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[Chorus: 50 Cent] 
 Clickity-clank, clickity-clank 
 The money goes into my piggy bank 
 Clickity-clank, clickity-clank 
 The money goes into my piggy bank 
 
 [Verse One] 
 I'll get at you - my knife cuts your skin 
 I'll get at you - blow shots at your man 
 I'll get at you - Tupac 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 your life when I match ya part 
 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 your monkey-ass, yeah black on black crime 
 Big ol' chrome rims gleam, you know how I shine 
 C'mon on man, you know how I shine 
 I'm in the hood, in the drop, Teflon vinyl top 
 Got a 100 guns a 100 clips, why I don't hear no shots? 
 That fat nigga thought "Lean Back" was "In Da Club" 
 My shit sold 11 mill', his shit was a dud 
 Jada' don't fuck with me, if you wanna eat 
 Cause I'll do yo' little ass like Jay did Mobb Deep 
 Yeah homey in New York niggaz like your vocals 
 But that's only New York, dog yo' ass is local 
 
 [Chorus] 
 
 [Interlude] 
 Yeah, yeah get more money, more money 
 Yeah - yeah, yeah get more money, more money 
 Yeah - yeah, yeah get more money, more money 
 Yeah - yeah, yeah get more money, more money 
 
 [Verse Two] 
 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 with me, he in P.C. 
 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 
 Send emergency, for Michael Jackson see 
 You'll picture and say she looks like me 
 Kelis said her "Milkshake" bring all the boys to the yard 
 Then Nas went, and tattooed the bitch on his arm 
 I mean like way out in Cali niggaz know you cuz 
 First thing they say about you is youse a sucker for love 
 This is chess not checkers, these are warning shots 
 After your next move I'll give you what I got 
 YEAH 
 
 [Chorus] 
 
 [Interlude] 
 
 [Outro] 
 When I get at you - I'll punch out your grill 
 I'll get at you - let off that blue steel 
 I'll get at you - nigga I'm f'real 
 I'll get at you - could get yo' ass killed 
 YEAH! Yeahhh... hahahaha! 
 Y'all niggaz 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 e'rybody listenin 
 Hahahahaha! 
 I know you ain't gon' just let 50 do you like that 
 I mean damn, rep yo' hood nigga 
 Nigga you hard right? Pop off 
 Yayo, get mobs of them niggaz on the phone 
 Tell niggaz I said grip up 
 Niggaz got a green light on these monkeys 
 Hahahahaha! 
            
 
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