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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!