Piggy Bank

(album: The Massacre - 2005)

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 screaming "Get at Me Dog"
Have you running for your life when I match ya part
I get to waving that semi like it's legal
A lil' nigga hurt his arm, letting off that Eagle, you know me
Black on black Bentley, big ol' black nine
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 eleven 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 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-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's shit, sells; I'm rich as hell
Shyne popping 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-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 something now man
All that shoot 'em up shit ya'll be talking
You gotta do something baby
I mean, I mean c'mon 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 get mobs niggas on the phone
And tell the niggas I said grip up
Niggas got a green light on these monkies
Hahahaha