Tytuł: In Da Club

• Wykonawca: 50 Cent
• Wyświetleń: 508

[50 Cent]
  Go, go, go, go
  Go, go, go shawty
  It's your birthday
  We gon' party like it's yo birthday
  We gon' sip Bacardi like it's your birthday
  And you know we don't give a fuck
  It's not your birthday!
  
  [Chorus]
  You can find me in the club, bottle full of bud
  Look mami I got the X if you into taking drugs
  I aint into having sex, I ain't into making love
  So come give me a hug if you into getting rubbed
  
  
  
  You can find me in the club, bottle full of bud
  Look mami I got the X if you into taking drugs
  I aint into having sex, I ain't into making love
  So come give me a hug if you into getting rubbed
  
  [Verse]
  When I pull out up front, you see the Benz on dubs
  When I roll 20 deep, it's 20 knives in the club
  Niggas heard I fuck with Dre, now they wanna show me love
  When you sell like Eminem, and the hoes they wanna fuck
  But homie ain't nothing change hold down, G's up
  I see Xzibit in the Cutt that nigga roll that weed up
  If you watch how I move you'll mistake me for a playa or pimp
  Been hit wit a few shells but I dont walk wit a limp
  In the hood then the ladies saying "50 you hot"
  They like me, I want them to love me like they love 'Pac
  But holla in New York them niggas'll tell ya im loco
  And the plan is to put the rap game in a choke hold
  I'm feelin' focused man, my money on my mind
  I got a mill out the deal and I'm still on the grind
  Now shawty said she feeling my style, she feeling my flow
  Her girlfriends wit dey bi and dey ready to go
  
  [Chorus (2x)]
  
  [Bridge]
  My flow, my show brought me the doe
  That bought me all my fancy things
  My crib, my cars, my pools, my jewels
  Look nigga i done came up and i ain't change.
  
  [Verse]
  And you should love it, way more then you hate it
  Nigga you mad? I thought that you'd be happy I made it
  I'm that cat by the bar toasting to the good life
  You that faggot ass nigga trying to pull me back right?
  When my joynt get to knockin in the club it's on
  I wink my eye at ya bitch, if she smiles she gone
  If the roof on fire, let the motherfucker burn
  If you aint talking bout money homie, I ain't concerned
  I'm a tell you what Banks told me cuz go 'head switch the style up
  If niggas hate then let 'em hate but
  Watch the money pile up
  Or we go upside there wit a bottle of bub
  You know where we fucking be
  
  [Chorus (2x)]
  
  [Talking]
  [Laughing] Don't try to act like you ain't know where we been either nigga
  In the club all the time nigga, if its a problem pop off
  g-unit
  
  [ Thanks Kelsie Bradberry for correction ]