get out the club lyrics – 50 cent

(50 cent-talking over beat)
it’s gangsta n*gg*
it’s too gangsta n*gg*
i keep it gangsta n*gg*
wha wha
it’s gangsta n*gg*
it’s too gangsta n*gg*
i keep it gangsta n*gg*
wha

(50 cent)
get out the club b*tch
n*gg*s 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*gg*s 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*gg* (yea)
like they anit grow up in the same hood wit a n*gg*
in the club givin n*gg*s the wrong numbers and wrong names
b*tch why don’t you take ya *ss 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*gg*s they wanna test us
got beef so we be wearin vest-es
look i don’t give a f*ck n*gg*
b*tch i aint buyin no p*ssy
n*gg* you’ll die if you push me
n*gg* 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*gg* 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*gg*s 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*gg*s 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*gg* do’ down fo sho b*tch
shorty we aint trippin, n*gg*s just wanna dance wit cha
i mean d*mn wont you give a n*gg* 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
that’s where we buy the ice at the right price
b*tch you think you high cl*ss, you aint worth a third of a n*gg*
ya man is gangsta, but we aint never heard of the n*gg*
sh*t hit the fan, we f*ck around and murdered a n*gg*
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*gg*s 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*gg*s 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*gg*s be under palm trees twistin cali bud
call a crip “’cause”, 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*gg*s 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*gg*s 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*gg*s 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*gg* can’t eat, n*gg* can’t sleep, n*gg* can’t do sh*t
unless i say he can n*gg*
n*gg* come 15 n*gg*s, 10 knives i’ll leave wit 4 stiches
n*gg* that’s not *ssault, that’s a insult
you and every motherf*cka that roll wit you
you b*tch *ss n*gg* i’ma see you

n*gg* is sweet like candy
i can get cha now or later
you f*cked up, shoulda murdered me playa
n*gg* is sweet like candy
i don’t care how much you pray
n*gg* i don’t care how much you paid
and you sweet like candy
i can get you now or later, later, playa

/ 50 cent lyrics