[Chorus]
Clickity clank, clickity clank
the money goes into my piggy bank
Clickity clank, clickity clank
the money goes into my piggy bank

[Hook]
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 dont pretend
I'll get at you
I'll put that to an end

Verse 1:
That shit is old, dont be screamin Get At me Dog,
Have you runnin for ya life when i match ya boy,
I get to wavin that semi like its legal,
a lil nigga hurt his arm lettin off that eagle,
you know me, black on black bentley, big ol black 9
ill clap yo monkey ass,yea black on black crime.
Big ol' chrome rims gleam, you know why I *Shyne*
C'mon man, you know how I Shyne.
Im in the hood, in the drop, teflon vinyl top
got a 100 guns a 100 clips, why I dont hear no shots?
that fat nigga thought "Lean Back" was "in the club",
My shit sold 11 mill, his shit was a dud.
Jada don't fuck wit me if u wanna eat,
cause I'll do ya little ass like Jay did Mobb Deep.
Yea homie in New York, niggas like ya vocals,
but thats only in New York dog, yo ass is local.

[Chorus]

[Bridge]

yea, yea, get more money, more money
yea, yea, get more money, more money
yea, yea, get more money, more money
yea, yea, get more money, more money

Verse 2:
Banks' shit sells, Buck's shit sells, Game shit sells,
Im rich as hell.
Shyne poppin off his mouth from a cell,
he dont 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, im in room 203
freak bitch look like kim, before the surgery
its 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.
Im way out in Cali, niggas know you cuz,
First thing they say about u, 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. (YEEAH)

[Chorus]

[Bridge]

[Hook]

YEA! HAHAHA, Yall niggas gotta do somethin now man
all the shoot em up shit yall be talkin
you gotta do somethin baby!
I mean, i mean cmon man..everybody's listenin
nigga, everybody listenin!
hahahaha, I know you aint gonna let 50 do you like that
i mean, damn, rep yo hood nigga
nigga you hard, right?
pop off
Yayo, get Mobs & them niggas on the phone tell them niggas i said to grip up,
niggas got a green light on these mufuck

 

[Intro]
Ahh man
You know where the niggas be at right?
Take me to 'em

[Chorus]
All through the hood, I keep hearin' niggas sayin'
I'm supposed to die tonight
niggas come put a hit out and they talkin' like the shit okay
I'm down to ride tonight
We crawlin, whip stolen, AK loaded
I'm down to ride tonight
Its smokin', street locin', locked and loaded
Somebody gon' die tonight

[Verse 1]
This is nothin' new, I been in the position before
Grandma crib, niggas outside of her door
Different day, same shit, old mac, new clip
Thirty two hollow tips, gloves, no rubber grip
I'm a boss, but niggas never show no respect
I catch 'em slippin', I have 'em tongue kissin' my tec
Wanna come test me, pussy boy don't try
Police responds, never fast enough, the shots fired
Don't be stupid, find out who you fuckin' wit son
'Fore we find out where ya b!tch gets her hair and nails done
Its elementary, life is but a dream
You know row, row ya boat, your blood forms a stream
After you get hit, you shoulda thought about the shit
You took that paper, you take a life or ya life get took b!tch
Sometimes, I sit and look at life from a different angle
Don't know if I'm God's child or I'm Satan's angel

[Chorus]
All through the hood, I keep hearin' niggas sayin'
I'm supposed to die tonight
niggas come put a hit out and they talkin' like the shit okay
I'm down to ride tonight
We crawlin, whip stolen, AK loaded
I'm down to ride tonight
Its smokin', street locin', locked and loaded
Somebody gon' die tonight

[Verse 2]
In 2002, if you asked me to make a wish
I simply woulda wished that my music would be a hit
Big said damn, niggas wanna stick me for my paper
And pray for my downfall, I understand it all
But me, I'm a little more flashy a nigga
So chances are, I'ma have to blast me a nigga
I'm on that keflon vest shit, that wild wild west shit
And eighty one 1 carrot stones in my necklace
I shine so hard, I make mothafuckas wanna kill me
Every projects and every hood I go, they feel me
Know it sounds like rap, but this shit is real B
I don't talk that rich shit, but nigga I'm filthy
When I come out to play, had my mom been with me
You could bet your bottom dollar that revolver with me
Homeboy, frontin' on me will shorten your life span
Hold the mic with my left, the knife in my right hand

[Chorus]
All through the hood, I keep hearin' niggas sayin'
I'm supposed to die tonight
niggas come put a hit out and they talkin' like the shit okay
I'm down to ride tonight
We crawlin, whip stolen, AK loaded
I'm down to ride tonight
Its smokin', street locin', locked and loaded
Somebody gon' die tonight

[gunshots]

 

chorus 2x- 50

This is how we do
we make em move and act a fool while we up in the club
this is how we do
nobody do it like we do
so show us some love

verse 1- Game

fresh like ohhh
impala ohhh
crome hydraulics 808 drums
u dont want none
nigga betta run
when beef is on i pop that trunk
come get some pistol grip punk
if a nigga step on my white air ones
since red rums
ready hear it come compton
dre found me in a slump
selling that skunk
one hand on my gun
i was selling rocks while master p was saying ungh!
buck pass the blunt
cuz g-unit girls just wanna have fun
coke and rum
got weed on the tongue
i'm bangin with my hand
up her dress like ohh
i'll make her cum
purple haze in my lungs
whole gang in the front
in case a nigga wanna stunt


verse 2- 50 cent

i put lamborgini doors on the escalade
low pro so low look like im riding on a blades
in one year man a nigga so paid
i have a straight bitch on the telly going both ways
touch me tease me kiss me please me
i give it to u just how u like it girl
u now rocking the best trey pound on my hip
teflon on my chest
they say i'm no good
cuz i'm so hood
rich folks do not want me around
cuz shit might pop off
and if shit pop-off somebody gon get laid the fuck out
they call me new money
see i aint got to class
i'm from no bottom i came up too fast
the hell if i care
i'm here to get my cash
bougi ass bitches u could kiss my ass


chorus- 50 cent


verse 3- Game

in the gold daytona
or that cherry 6-4
white walls so clean it loooks like i'm riding on spokes
hit one switch man
that ass so low
cali got nyggas in ny riding on hundred spokes
touch me tease me kiss me please me
i give it to u just how u like it girl
u now rocking wit the best 4 pound on my hip
gold chain on my chest

verse 4- 50 Cent

50 ahh
bentley ohh
em came and got a nigga fresh out of slump
aoutomatic gun fuck a one on one
para your ass punk a punk nigga you done
homey it's game time


verse 5- Game

you ready here it comes
call lloyd banks and get this motherfucker crunk
it took two months
but 50 got it done
signed wit g-unit had niggas like huh?
dont try to front
i leave your ass slumped
thinking i'm a punk
get your fucking head lumped
50 got a gun

verse 6- 50 Cent

ready here it comes
got a sick ven-detta to get this ched-da
meet my ba-retta
the drama setta
sip ama-retta
my flow sounds, better
then average on track
i'm a savage
i'll damage any nigga tryin to front on my clique
G-UNIT!

 

Intro- Game

is that is that is that chornic
is that is that hydraulic
is that is that is that westside
ia that is that is that coommmpttom

Verse 1- Game

is not that i cant stop
is that i wont stop
i make how i do
i be on top as soon as the beat drop
i bet no club know how i do it
lace my air ones
put my gun up
i dont need that
iam riding wit dre
who dont love us
every hood the one that luv us
who the fuck ya tought was coming after young buck
hip hop worst nightmare
mr.gansta rap is back
in black nike airs
u want war we could settle right here
i got a squad e-v-e busta rhymes yeaah
oh u could give your bitch her with the light hair
sit her next to dis yellow bottles
yeah right there
matterfact i take u in the back
u in the hat and u in the blue and the black
lets have a gansta party
someone lean over and tell banks to order another case of 40's
yo doc give them a coke with that
wake up the west coast is back

Chorus- Game

i can take u higher
show u how the low-rider bounce of the floor u aint know
i can take u higher
is the muthafucking chronic nigga that's was up
roll that blunt
i can take u higher
g-unit shady/aftermath iam the muthafucking game man
i can take u higher

Verse 2- Game

is not that i cant stop
is that i wont stop
i make how i do
i be on top as soon as the beat drop
i bet no club know how i do it
like dre did a create a buzz
without a single like nwa did
from the hood liquor store to the state pen
dis is gin and juice
the doc made the club roc without timberland boots
first nigga to put drolics on a bentley coupe
u wanna pair i burn my shit up like snoop(westside)
chronic 2005 motherfucker
put the purple in the dutch let it burn like usher
drop down do the eagle fuck that
real niggas just pull up their pants and lean back
make 50 spill his cris he called u a bitch
ima called a hit u cant call your girlfriend
we could make a flick
i got the lollypop if u wanna lick
or u could take a ride in the majic stick

Chorus- Game

i can take u higher
show u how the low-rider bounce of the floor u aint know
i can take u higher
is the muthafucking chronic nigga that's was up
roll that blunt
i can take u higher
g-unit shady/aftermath iam the muthafucking game man
i can take u higher

Verse 3- Game

is not that i cant stop
is that i wont stop
i make how i do
i be on top as soon as the beat drop
i bet no club know how i do it
put 25 on a hummer why not
ima be here for the next ten summers
dropping me in the fourth quartes
iam fucking up thair money
i dont need soundscan
iam doing my own numbers
went that impala bounce you could see the chrome under
i got them in every color
yeah but dont studder
went a hit a switch
i get higher then lawn jumpers
low ride with a hood rat or a grown women
i will do anything
but i wont fuck mariah
even if she had ashanti butt naked in bed
cuz she has a forehead just like tyra
i could say wat the fuck i want
u tought dre retired
left me and 6-4 and his baby wires
dis niggas is a waste of rhyme
and doc got something to said be quiet(look out for DETOX)



Chorus- Game

i can take u higher
show u how the low-rider bounce of the floor u aint know
i can take u higher
is the muthafucking chronic nigga that's was up
roll that blunt
i can take u higher
g-unit shady/aftermath iam the muthafucking game man
i can take u higher


is not that i cant stop
is that i wont stop
i make how i do
i be on top as soon as the beat drop
i bet no club know how i do it