50 Cent — Get Out The Club lyrics

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

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

(50 Cent)
I hate when b*****s act like they too good for a n***a (yea)
Like they anit grow up in the same hood wit a n***a
In the club givin n****s the wrong numbers and wrong names
B***h why don't you take ya a** home and quit playin games
They on that pretty s**t (what) that high saditty s**t (yea)
They want me to trick, I ain't P. Diddy b***h (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*****s think p***y precious
Them n****s they wanna test us
Got beef so we be wearin vest-es
Look I don't give a f**k n***a
B***h I aint buyin no p***y
N***a you'll die if you push me
N***a you know I'm holy
B***h picture me rollin
Hooker probably for paper, cause p***y come wit it
I aint joking, pistol smoking, any n***a can get it
While I'm ballin she by my side wit me
But if some s**t jump off she aint gone ride wit me
Get out the club b***h

[Chorus:]
Get out the club b***h
N****s tryin to holla at you
We want parlay wit you
You won't show us no love b***h
Never thought you'd be on that loser s**t
You on some movie s**t
Get out the club b***h
N****s tryin to holla at you
We want parlay wit you
You won't show us no love b***h
Never thought you'd be on that loser s**t
You on some movie s**t

(50 Cent)
My whole team gettin dough b***h
On the low b***h, friends'll kick a n***a do' down for sho b***h
Shorty we aint trippin, n****s just wanna dance wit cha
I mean damn wont you give a n***a a chance wit you
On that pre-Madonna s**t, that Dolce & Gabbana s**t
Bet I can teach ya about Gucci, Fendi, and Prada b***h
I met cha in the parkin lot, s**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***h you think you high class, you aint worth a third of a n***a
Ya man is gangsta, but we aint never heard of the n***a
S**t hit the fan, we f**k around and murdered a n***a
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***h you better listen

[Chorus:]
Get out the club b***h
N****s tryin to holla at you
We want parlay wit you
You won't show us no love b***h
Never thought you'd be on that loser s**t
You on some movie s**t
Get out the club b***h
N****s tryin to holla at you
We want parlay wit you
You won't show us no love b***h
Never thought you'd be on that loser s**t
You on some movie s**t

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

(50 Cent talking over beat)
2000 s**t m**********are you know how this s**t goin down
This is my s**t, from now on this is my s**t
N***a can't eat, n***a can't sleep, n***a can't do s**t
Unless I say he can n***a
N***a come 15 n****s, 10 knives I'll leave wit 4 stiches
N***a that's not assault, that's a insult
You and every motherfucka that roll wit you
You b***h a** n***a I'ma see you

N***a is sweet like candy
I can get cha now or later
You f****d up, shoulda murdered me playa
N***a is sweet like candy
I don't care how much you pray
N***a 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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