Album Name

Cool & Style With Shining Touch Beatz

Artist

50 Cent, Various Artists

Genre

랩/힙합

Release Date

2007.10.15

Release Agency

Universal Music Group

I Get Money - 50 Cent
I get money I get money
I get I get I get I get
I get money money i got
I get money money i got
I get money money i got
Money I got money i got
I run New York
I get money money i got
I I get it
I get money money i got
I I get it
I get money money i got
Yeah yeah
I run New York
I take quarter water sold it
in bottles for 2 bucks
Coca Cola came and bought it
For billions what the fk
Have a baby by me baby
Be a millionaire
I write the check before
the baby comes
Who the fk cares
Im stanky rich
Ima die tryna spend
this shit
Southside's up in
in this bitch
Yeah i smell like the vault
I used to sell dope
I did play the block
Now i play on boats
In the south of France
Baby St Tropez
Get a tan im already black
Rich I'm already that
Gangsta get a gat
Hit a head in a hat
Call that a riddle rap
Shit fk the chitter chat
I'm the baker
i bake the bread
The barber i cut ya head
The marksman
i spray the lead
I blood clot chop ya leg
Do not fk with the kid
I get biz wit the cigg
I come where you live
Ya dead
I get money money i got
I I get it
I get money money i got
I I get it
I get money
money i got Yeah
Money I got money i got
I run New York
I get money money i got
I I get it
I get money money i got
money money i got
money money i got
I run New York
You can call this
my new shit
But it aint new tho
I got rid of my old bitch
Now i got new hoes
First is was the Benzo
Now im in
the Enzo Ferrari im sorry
I keep blowin up Oh
They call me the cake man
The strawberry shake man
I spray the AR
Make your whole click
breakdance
Backspin headspin
flatline ya dead then
9 shells Mac 10
who wan get it crackin
I was young
i couldnt do good
Now i cant do bad
I ride wreck the new Jag
I just buy the new Jag
Now nigga why you mad
Oh you cant do that
Im so forgetful
they callin me cocky
I come up out the jewler
they callin me Rocky
Its the ice on my neck man
the wrist and my left hand
Bling like BLAOW
You like my style
Ha ha im headin
to the bank right now
I get money money i got
II get money money i got
I I get it
Yeah
I run New York
I get money money i got
I I get it
I get money money i got
I I get it
I get money money i got
Yeah yeah
I run New York
Yeah I talk the talk
and I walk the walk
Like a teflon Don
but i run New York
When i come outta court
yea i pop the Colt
I keep it gangsta
have ya outlined in chalk
I I get it
In the hood
if ya ask about me
Theyll tell
ya im bout my bread
I I get it
Round the world if ya
ask about me
Theyll tell ya they
love the kid
I I get it
Whoa Hey
I I get it
Whoa Hey
I I get it
Whoa Hey
Yeah
Whoa Hey
I run New York
Whoa Hey
I I get it
Whoa Hey
I I get it
Whoa Hey
Yeah yeah
I run New York
I get money money i got
I get money money i got
I get money money i got
Im on my grind
Like all the time
Tryna stop my shine
Ill cock my 9
Dont get outta line
Money I got money i got
I said dont get outta line
I I get it
I I get it
Yeah yeah