[Hook x2]Clickety-Clank, Clickety-ClankThe Money goes into my piggy bank[Verse 1]I get at you, my knife cut your skinI get at you, blew shots at your manI get at you, 2pac don't pretendI get at you, I put that to an endThat shit is old don't be screamin' get at me dogHave you runnin' for your life when I match you boyI get to wavin that semi like it's legalA little nigga hurt his arm lettin' off that eagleYou know me, black on black bentley, big ol' blacknineI clap yo monkey ass ya black on black crimeBig ol' chrome rims gleam, you know how I shineC'mon man, you know how I shineI'm in the hood, in the drop, teflon final chopGot a hundred guns a hundred clips why I dont hear noshotsThat fat nigga thought "Lean Back" was "In Da Club"My shit sold 11 mil, his shit was a dudJada don't fuck wit me, if you wanna eatCuz I do yo little ass like Jay did Mobb DeepYeah homie in New York niggas like your vocalsBut thats only New York dawg, yo ass is local[Hook x2][Bridge]YEA YEA, GET MO MONEY MO MONEYYEA YEA YEA, GET MO MONEY MO MONEYYEA YEA YEA, GET MO MONEY MO MONEYYEA YEA YEA, GET MO MONEY MO MONEYYEABank's shit sells, Buck's shit sellsGame's shit sells, I'm rich as hellShyne poppin' off his mouth from a cellHe don't want it with me, he in PCI could have a nigga run up on him wit a shankFor just a few pennies out my piggy bankYayo bring the condoms, I'm in room 203Freak bitch look like Kim before the surgeryIt's an emergency, on Michael Jackson seeYou'll pitch her and say she looks like meKelis said her milkshake bring all the boys to theyardThen Nas went, and tattooed the bitch on his armI mean like, way out in Cali niggas know you cuzFirst thing they say about you is you a sucka for loveThis is chess, not checkers, these are warning shotsAfter ya next move, I'll give ya what I got (YEAH)[Hook x2][Bridge][Speaking]YEAH! Yeaa hahahaYall niggas gotta do something now manAll that shoot em up shit yall be talkinYou got to do somethin' baby!I mean...I mean cmon man!Everybody's listening, nigga everybody listeninghahahaI know you aint gon just let 50 do you like thatI mean damn! Rep yo hood nigganigga you hard right? pop off!Yayo get mobs and them niggas on the phone and tellthen niggas I said grip upniggas got a greenlight on these muh'fuckas, hahah
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[Hook x2]
Clickety-Clank, Clickety-Clank
The Money goes into my piggy bank
[Verse 1]
I get at you, my knife cut your skin
I get at you, blew shots at your man
I get at you, 2pac don't pretend
I get at you, I 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 you boy
I get to wavin that semi like it's legal
A little nigga hurt his arm lettin' off that eagle
You know me, black on black bentley, big ol' black
nine
I clap yo monkey ass ya black on black crime
Big ol' chrome rims gleam, you know how I shine
C'mon man, you know how I shine
I'm in the hood, in the drop, teflon final chop
Got a hundred guns a hundred clips why I dont hear no
shots
That fat nigga thought "Lean Back" was "In Da Club"
My shit sold 11 mil, his shit was a dud
Jada don't fuck wit me, if you wanna eat
Cuz I do yo little ass like Jay did Mobb Deep
Yeah homie in New York niggas like your vocals
But thats only New York dawg, yo ass is local
[Hook x2]
[Bridge]
YEA YEA, GET MO MONEY MO MONEY
YEA YEA YEA, GET MO MONEY MO MONEY
YEA YEA YEA, GET MO MONEY MO MONEY
YEA YEA YEA, GET MO MONEY MO MONEY
YEA
Bank's 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 PC
I could have a nigga run up on him wit 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 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 niggas know you cuz
First thing they say about you is you 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)
[Hook x2]
[Bridge]
[Speaking]
YEAH! Yeaa hahaha
Yall niggas gotta do something now man
All that shoot em up shit yall be talkin
You got to do somethin' baby!
I mean...I mean cmon man!
Everybody's listening, nigga everybody listening
hahaha
I know you aint gon just 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 and tell
then niggas I said grip up
niggas got a greenlight on these muh'fuckas, hahah
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