Piggy Bank

Clickity-clank, clickity-clank
 The money goes into my piggy bank
 Clickity-clank, clickity-clank
 The money goes into my piggy bank
 Man, 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, 2Pac don't pretend
 I'll get at you, I'll put that to an end
 That damn 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 waving 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, homie in New York niggas like your vocals
 But that's only New York dawg, yo' ass is local
 Clickity-clank, clickity-clank
 The money goes into my piggy bank
 Clickity-clank, clickity-clank
 The money goes into my piggy bank
 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
 Banks' shit, sells, Buck's shit, sells
 Game 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 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, for Michael Jackson see
 Looked at a picture and says 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's a sucker for love
 This is chess not checkers, these are warning shots
 After your next move I'll give you what I got
 Clickity-clank, clickity-clank
 The money goes into my piggy bank
 Clickity-clank, clickity-clank
 The money goes into my piggy bank
 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
 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 for real
 I'll get at you, could get yo' ass killed
 Yeah
 Yeah
 Hahahaha
 Ya'll niggas gotta do somethin' now man
 All that shoot 'em up shit ya'll be talking
 You gotta do something, baby
 I mean, I mean come on man everybody's listening
 Nigga everybody's listening
 Hahahaha
 I know you ain't gon' just let 50 do you like that
 I mean damn rep your hood, nigga
 Nigga, you hard, right?
 Pop off
 Yayo give my orders to my niggas on the phone
 And tell the niggas I said grip up
 Niggas got a green light on these monkies
 Hahahaha