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Get out the club


50 Cent Lyrics

 

Get out the club Lyrics

Get out the club by 50 Cent


(50 Cent-talking over beat)
It's gangsta nigga
It's too gangsta nigga
I keep it gangsta nigga
Wha wha
It's gangsta nigga
It's too gangsta nigga
I keep it gangsta nigga
Wha 

(50 Cent)
Get out the club b**ch
Niggas tryin to holla at you
We want parlay wit you
You won't show us no love b**ch
Never thought you'd be on that loser sh*t
You on some movie sh*t
Get out the club b**ch
Niggas tryin to holla at you
We wanna parlay wit you

(50 Cent)
I hate when b**ches act like they too good for a nigga (yea)
Like they anit grow up in the same hood wit a nigga
In the club givin niggas the wrong numbers and wrong names
b**ch 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**ch (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**ches think pussy precious
Them niggas they wanna test us
Got beef so we be wearin vest-es
Look I don't give a f**k nigga
b**ch I aint buyin no pussy 
Nigga you'll die if you push me 
Nigga you know I'm holy
b**ch picture me rollin
Hooker probably for paper, cause pussy come wit it
I aint joking, pistol smoking, any nigga 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**ch

(Chorus)
Get out the club b**ch
Niggas tryin to holla at you
We want parlay wit you
You won't show us no love b**ch
Never thought you'd be on that loser sh*t
You on some movie sh*t
Get out the club b**ch
Niggas tryin to holla at you
We want parlay wit you
You won't show us no love b**ch
Never thought you'd be on that loser sh*t
You on some movie sh*t

(50 Cent)
My whole team gettin dough b**ch
On the low b**ch, friends'll kick a nigga do' down fo sho b**ch
Shorty we aint trippin, niggas just wanna dance wit cha
I mean damn wont you give a nigga 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**ch
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**ch you think you high class, you aint worth a third of a nigga
Ya man is gangsta, but we aint never heard of the nigga
sh*t hit the fan, we f**k around and murdered a nigga
Tell a punk to play his position and turn up missin
f**k around, his body get found, cut up in the kitchen
I aint playin wit you b**ch you better listen

(Chorus)
Get out the club b**ch
Niggas tryin to holla at you
We want parlay wit you
You won't show us no love b**ch
Never thought you'd be on that loser sh*t
You on some movie sh*t
Get out the club b**ch
Niggas tryin to holla at you
We want parlay wit you
You won't show us no love b**ch
Never thought you'd be on that loser sh*t
You on some movie sh*t

(50 Cent)
This a low rider here b**ch, in L.A. they show me love
Niggas 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**ches know I be buggin when they don't show me no lovin
I aint gotta say nuttin, niggas know I be thuggin
When ever I'm around motherf**kas stop joke-in
They know how I get down, I be motherf**kin Loc-in
Shorty she like Bussa-Bus, she love Nas
She like when L lick his lips, the b**ch 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**ch
Niggas tryin to holla at you
We want parlay wit you
You won't show us no love b**ch
Never thought you'd be on that loser sh*t
You on some movie sh*t
Get out the club b**ch
Niggas tryin to holla at you
We want parlay wit you
You won't show us no love b**ch
Never thought you'd be on that loser sh*t
You on some movie sh*t
Get out the club b**ch

(50 Cent talking over beat)
2000 sh*t motherf**ker you know how this sh*t goin down
This is my sh*t, from now on this is my sh*t
Nigga can't eat, nigga can't sleep, nigga can't do sh*t
Unless I say he can nigga
Nigga come 15 niggas, 10 knives I'll leave wit 4 stiches 
Nigga thats not assault, thats a insult
You and every motherf**ka that roll wit you
You b**ch ass nigga I'ma see you

Nigga is sweet like candy
I can get cha now or later
You f**ked up, shoulda murdered me playa
Nigga is sweet like candy
I don't care how much you pray
Nigga I don't care how much you paid 
And you sweet like candy
I can get you now or later, later, playa50 Cent Lyrics Index



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