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Get Out The Club – 50 Cent
[50 Cent-talking over beat]
It’s gangsta n_gga
It’s too gangsta n_gga
I keep it gangsta n_gga
Wha wha
It’s gangsta n_gga
It’s too gangsta n_gga
I keep it gangsta n_gga
Wha
[50 Cent]
Get out the club B_TCH
N_ggas tryin to holla at you
We want parlay wit you
You won’t show us no love B_TCH
Never thought you’d be on that loser sh_t
You on some movie sh_t
Get out the club B_TCH
N_ggas tryin to holla at you
We wanna parlay wit you
[50 Cent]
I hate when b_tches act like they too good for a n_gga (yea)
Like they anit grow up in the same hood wit a n_gga
In the club givin n_ggas the wrong numbers and wrong names
B_tch why don’t you take ya ass home and quit playin games
They on that pretty sh_t (what) that high saditty sh_t (yea)
They want me to trick, I ain’t P. Diddy B_TCH (woo)
I’m gone show em now
I’m gone show em how (show em how)
How we break it down
This is how it’s goin down
Them b_tches think p_ssy precious
Them n_ggas they wanna test us
Got beef so we be wearin vest-es
Look I don’t give a f_ck n_gga
B_tch I aint buyin no p_ssy
N_gga you’ll die if you push me
N_gga you know I’m holy
B_tch picture me rollin
Hooker probably for paper, cause p_ssy come wit it
I aint joking, pistol smoking, any n_gga can get it
While I’m ballin she by my side wit me
But if some sh_t jump off she aint gone ride wit me
Get out the club b_tch
[Chorus]
Get out the club B_TCH
N_ggas tryin to holla at you
We want parlay wit you
You won’t show us no love B_TCH
Never thought you’d be on that loser sh_t
You on some movie sh_t
Get out the club B_TCH
N_ggas tryin to holla at you
We want parlay wit you
You won’t show us no love B_TCH
Never thought you’d be on that loser sh_t
You on some movie sh_t
[50 Cent]
My whole team gettin dough b_tch
On the low b_tch, friends’ll kick a n_gga do’ down fo sho b_tch
Shorty we aint trippin, n_ggas just wanna dance wit cha
I mean damn wont you give a n_gga a chance wit you
On that pre-Madonna sh_t, that Dolce & Gabbana sh_t
Bet I can teach ya about Gucci, Fendi, and Prada b_tch
I met cha in the parkin lot, sh_t woulda been diffrent then
You fix ya make-up, so much chrome on my Mercedes Benz
I take ya to see Beth in Jersey, but you aint worthy
Thats where we buy the ice at the right price
B_tch you think you high class, you aint worth a third of a n_gga
Ya man is gangsta, but we aint never heard of the n_gga
Sh_t hit the fan, we f_ck around and murdered a n_gga
Tell a punk to play his position and turn up missin
F_ck around, his body get found, cut up in the kitchen
I aint playin wit you b_tch you better listen
[Chorus]
Get out the club B_TCH
N_ggas tryin to holla at you
We want parlay wit you
You won’t show us no love B_TCH
Never thought you’d be on that loser sh_t
You on some movie sh_t
Get out the club B_TCH
N_ggas tryin to holla at you
We want parlay wit you
You won’t show us no love B_TCH
Never thought you’d be on that loser sh_t
You on some movie sh_t
[50 Cent]
This a low rider here b_tch, in L.A. they show me love
N_ggas be under palm trees twistin Cali bud
Call a Crip “Cuz”, call a Blood “Dawg”
I aint bangin so I holla like “Wat up yall?”
B_tches know I be buggin when they don’t show me no lovin
I aint gotta say nuttin, n_ggas know I be thuggin
When ever I’m around motherf_ckas stop joke-in
They know how I get down, I be motherf_ckin Loc-in
Shorty she like Bussa-Bus, she love Nas
She like when L lick his lips, the b_tch love stars
After the club, Ima have her in the hot tub
Her and her girlfriend gone show me some puppy love
[Chorus]
Get out the club B_TCH
N_ggas tryin to holla at you
We want parlay wit you
You won’t show us no love B_TCH
Never thought you’d be on that loser sh_t
You on some movie sh_t
Get out the club B_TCH
N_ggas tryin to holla at you
We want parlay wit you
You won’t show us no love B_TCH
Never thought you’d be on that loser sh_t
You on some movie sh_t
Get out the club B_TCH
[50 Cent talking over beat]
2000 sh_t motherf_cker you know how this sh_t goin down
This is my sh_t, from now on this is my sh_t
N_gga can’t eat, n_gga can’t sleep, n_gga can’t do sh_t
Unless I say he can n_gga
N_gga come 15 n_ggas, 10 knives I’ll leave wit 4 stiches
N_gga thats not assault, thats a insult
You and every motherf_cka that roll wit you
You b_tch ass n_gga I’ma see you
N_gga is sweet like candy
I can get cha now or later
You f_cked up, shoulda murdered me playa
N_gga is sweet like candy
I don’t care how much you pray
N_gga I don’t care how much you paid
And you sweet like candy
I can get you now or later, later, playa
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Get Out The Club – 50 Cent
[50 Cent-talking over beat]
It’s gangsta n_gga
It’s too gangsta n_gga
I keep it gangsta n_gga
Wha wha
It’s gangsta n_gga
It’s too gangsta n_gga
I keep it gangsta n_gga
Wha
[50 Cent]
Get out the club B_TCH
N_ggas tryin to holla at you
We want parlay wit you
You won’t show us no love B_TCH
Never thought you’d be on that loser sh_t
You on some movie sh_t
Get out the club B_TCH
N_ggas tryin to holla at you
We wanna parlay wit you
[50 Cent]
I hate when b_tches act like they too good for a n_gga (yea)
Like they anit grow up in the same hood wit a n_gga
In the club givin n_ggas the wrong numbers and wrong names
B_tch why don’t you take ya ass home and quit playin games
They on that pretty sh_t (what) that high saditty sh_t (yea)
They want me to trick, I ain’t P. Diddy B_TCH (woo)
I’m gone show em now
I’m gone show em how (show em how)
How we break it down
This is how it’s goin down
Them b_tches think p_ssy precious
Them n_ggas they wanna test us
Got beef so we be wearin vest-es
Look I don’t give a f_ck n_gga
B_tch I aint buyin no p_ssy
N_gga you’ll die if you push me
N_gga you know I’m holy
B_tch picture me rollin
Hooker probably for paper, cause p_ssy come wit it
I aint joking, pistol smoking, any n_gga can get it
While I’m ballin she by my side wit me
But if some sh_t jump off she aint gone ride wit me
Get out the club b_tch
[Chorus]
Get out the club B_TCH
N_ggas tryin to holla at you
We want parlay wit you
You won’t show us no love B_TCH
Never thought you’d be on that loser sh_t
You on some movie sh_t
Get out the club B_TCH
N_ggas tryin to holla at you
We want parlay wit you
You won’t show us no love B_TCH
Never thought you’d be on that loser sh_t
You on some movie sh_t
[50 Cent]
My whole team gettin dough b_tch
On the low b_tch, friends’ll kick a n_gga do’ down fo sho b_tch
Shorty we aint trippin, n_ggas just wanna dance wit cha
I mean damn wont you give a n_gga a chance wit you
On that pre-Madonna sh_t, that Dolce & Gabbana sh_t
Bet I can teach ya about Gucci, Fendi, and Prada b_tch
I met cha in the parkin lot, sh_t woulda been diffrent then
You fix ya make-up, so much chrome on my Mercedes Benz
I take ya to see Beth in Jersey, but you aint worthy
Thats where we buy the ice at the right price
B_tch you think you high class, you aint worth a third of a n_gga
Ya man is gangsta, but we aint never heard of the n_gga
Sh_t hit the fan, we f_ck around and murdered a n_gga
Tell a punk to play his position and turn up missin
F_ck around, his body get found, cut up in the kitchen
I aint playin wit you b_tch you better listen
[Chorus]
Get out the club B_TCH
N_ggas tryin to holla at you
We want parlay wit you
You won’t show us no love B_TCH
Never thought you’d be on that loser sh_t
You on some movie sh_t
Get out the club B_TCH
N_ggas tryin to holla at you
We want parlay wit you
You won’t show us no love B_TCH
Never thought you’d be on that loser sh_t
You on some movie sh_t
[50 Cent]
This a low rider here b_tch, in L.A. they show me love
N_ggas be under palm trees twistin Cali bud
Call a Crip “Cuz”, call a Blood “Dawg”
I aint bangin so I holla like “Wat up yall?”
B_tches know I be buggin when they don’t show me no lovin
I aint gotta say nuttin, n_ggas know I be thuggin
When ever I’m around motherf_ckas stop joke-in
They know how I get down, I be motherf_ckin Loc-in
Shorty she like Bussa-Bus, she love Nas
She like when L lick his lips, the b_tch love stars
After the club, Ima have her in the hot tub
Her and her girlfriend gone show me some puppy love
[Chorus]
Get out the club B_TCH
N_ggas tryin to holla at you
We want parlay wit you
You won’t show us no love B_TCH
Never thought you’d be on that loser sh_t
You on some movie sh_t
Get out the club B_TCH
N_ggas tryin to holla at you
We want parlay wit you
You won’t show us no love B_TCH
Never thought you’d be on that loser sh_t
You on some movie sh_t
Get out the club B_TCH
[50 Cent talking over beat]
2000 sh_t motherf_cker you know how this sh_t goin down
This is my sh_t, from now on this is my sh_t
N_gga can’t eat, n_gga can’t sleep, n_gga can’t do sh_t
Unless I say he can n_gga
N_gga come 15 n_ggas, 10 knives I’ll leave wit 4 stiches
N_gga thats not assault, thats a insult
You and every motherf_cka that roll wit you
You b_tch ass n_gga I’ma see you
N_gga is sweet like candy
I can get cha now or later
You f_cked up, shoulda murdered me playa
N_gga is sweet like candy
I don’t care how much you pray
N_gga I don’t care how much you paid
And you sweet like candy
I can get you now or later, later, playa
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