Straight To The Bank

Straight To The Bank - 50 Cent (50美分)

Written by：50 Cent/Tyrone Fyffe/André Romell Young

Yeah

When I'm out in N.Y. boy it's blunts and Phillies

When I'm out in L.A. boy it's wraps and Swishers

Now Blood walk to this now Crip walk to this

Now throw it up raise it up for that gangsta sh*t

Now Blood walk to this now Crips walk to this

Now throw it up raise it up for that gangsta sh*t

I'm in my Lambo maggot my fo' fo' faggot

Doors lift up I'm like Go Go Gadget

See the sh*t I got on homie I'd hate too

My Teflon on boy my government issue

I'll hit your vertebrae bullets rip through tissues

Your wife on the futon hugging that Shih Tzu

Homie you a b**ch you got feminine ways

Heard you got four lips and bleed for seven days

I got fo' fifths and bananas on the K's

And got more whips than a runaway slave

Me and Yayo go back like some high top fades

When I made fifty mill

Em got paid

When I made sixty mill

Dre got paid

When I made eighty mill

Jimmy got paid

I ain't even gotta rap now

Life is made

Said I ain't even gotta rap

I'm filthy mane

I'm laughing straight to the bank with this

Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha

I'm laughing straight to the bank with this

Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha

I'm laughing straight to the bank with this

Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha

I'm laughing straight to the bank with this

Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha

I'm laughing

I keep nothing but hundred dollar bills in the bank roll

I got the kind of money that the bank can't hold

Got it off the street moving bundles and O's

Seventy Three Caprice old school when I roll

Breeze pa** with the E Pa** f**k the toll

No more platinum I'm wearing gold

I'm internationally known it's the kid with the flow

That brings enough dough it's never enough though

Sh*t I need mo' new sh*t out the sto'

Baby blue was old fresh off the flo'

Stashbox by the dashbox in case they want war

Make the purple bring the green in f**k the law

I'm oh so raw I'm hot I'm sure

I'm like the coolest motherf**ker around the globe boy

I set the club on fire I told ya

I'm the general salute me soldier

I'm laughing straight to the bank with this

Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha

I'm laughing straight to the bank with this

Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha

I'm laughing straight to the bank with this

Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha

I'm laughing straight to the bank with this

Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha

I'm laughing

Now work it out now shorty work it out

I wanna see you break it down

Now back it up now

You know what I'm about

It's like a bank job I'm in and I'm out

Now work it out now

Work it out

Work it out

Now work it out now

Work it out

Work it out