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Saturday, July 14, 2007

50 Cent - I Get it Video & Lyrics


I get it...
I get it.. .
I run New York...

I took quarter water and sold it in bottles for two bucks
and Coca-Cola came and bought it for millions...wtf..
have a baby by me baby, be a millionaire
Ill write the check before the baby comes, who the f*ck cares?
I'm stanky rich, I'm a die trying to spend this sh*t
South Sides up in this b*tch..
yeah I smell like the bulk, I used to sell d*pe
I did play the block, now I play here on boats
in the South of France baby, San Tropez
get a tan I'm already black
rich, I'm already that

gangster, get a gat, pick a head, any hat
call that a little rap,
sh*t, f*ck the chitter-chat
I'm the baker I bake the bread
a barber I'll cut your head
a marksman I'll spray the lead
I'll blodclot chop your leg
do not f*ck with the kid,
I get biz with the SIG,
I'll come where you live.. you digg?

(Chorus) I - I get it..

You can call this my new sh*t, but it aint new though
I got rid of my old b*tch, now I got new hos
first it was the Benzo, now I'm in the Inzo
Ferrari I'm sorry I keep blowing up..
they call me the cake man, the strawberry shake man
I spray the AR make your whole plate break dance
backspin, head spin, flat line, your dead then...
9 shells, Mac-10, who want get it crackin?
I was young I couldn't do good, now I can't do bad
I ride , I just bought a new jag...
Now n*gga why you mad? Oh you can't do that?
I'm so forgetful they calling me cocky
I come up out the jeweler they calling me rocky
it's the ice in my neck man, the wrist of my left hand
bling like blow, you like my style.. hahah
I'm heading to the bank right now.

(Chorus)

I talk the talk and I walk the walk
Like a Teflon Don cause I run New York
when I come out of court, yeah I pop the cork
I keep it gangsta an I love how ya'll love to talk
in the hood if you ask about me they'll you I'm about my bread
around the world if you ask about me they'll tell you they love the kid

I run New York

I'm back on the streets man
I'm bringing the heat man
I'm on my grind
like all the time
you wanna stop my shine
I'll pop my nine
don't get out of line
I said don't get out of line
I I get it.

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