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50 CENT lyrics : "Get Out The Club"

[50 Cent-talking over beat]
It's gangsta ^!$$%
It's too gangsta ^!$$%

I keep it gangsta ^!$$%
Wha wha
It's gangsta ^!$$%

It's too gangsta ^!$$%
I keep it gangsta ^!$$%
Wha


[50 Cent]
Get out the club !#$*

^!$$%s tryin to holla at you
We want parlay wit you
You won't show us no love !#$*

Never thought you'd be on that loser %#@!
You on some movie %#@!
Get out the club !#$*

^!$$%s tryin to holla at you
We wanna parlay wit you


[50 Cent]
I hate when (*##$es act like they too good for a ^!$$% (yea)
Like they anit grow up in the same hood wit a ^!$$%

In the club givin ^!$$%s the wrong numbers and wrong names
(*##$ why don't you take ya $$# home and quit playin games
They on that pretty %#@! (what) that high saditty %#@! (yea)

They want me to trick, I ain't P. Diddy !#$* (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 (*##$es think #~!!@ precious

Them ^!$$%s they wanna test us
Got beef so we be wearin vest-es
Look I don't give a $#&@ ^!$$%

(*##$ I aint buyin no #~!!@
^!$$% you'll die if you push me
^!$$% you know I'm holy

(*##$ picture me rollin
Hooker probably for paper, cause #~!!@ come wit it
I aint joking, pistol smoking, any ^!$$% can get it

While I'm ballin she by my side wit me
But if some %#@! jump off she aint gone ride wit me
Get out the club (*##$


[Chorus]
Get out the club !#$*

^!$$%s tryin to holla at you
We want parlay wit you
You won't show us no love !#$*

Never thought you'd be on that loser %#@!
You on some movie %#@!
Get out the club !#$*

^!$$%s tryin to holla at you
We want parlay wit you
You won't show us no love !#$*

Never thought you'd be on that loser %#@!
You on some movie %#@!


[50 Cent]
My whole team gettin dough (*##$
On the low (*##$, friends'll kick a ^!$$% do' down fo sho (*##$

Shorty we aint trippin, ^!$$%s just wanna dance wit cha
I mean damn wont you give a ^!$$% a chance wit you
On that pre-Madonna %#@!, that Dolce & Gabbana %#@!

Bet I can teach ya about Gucci, Fendi, and Prada (*##$
I met cha in the parkin lot, %#@! 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
(*##$ you think you high class, you aint worth a third of a ^!$$%

Ya man is gangsta, but we aint never heard of the ^!$$%
%#@! hit the fan, we $#&@ around and murdered a ^!$$%
Tell a punk to play his position and turn up missin

$#&@ around, his body get found, cut up in the kitchen
I aint playin wit you (*##$ you better listen

[Chorus]
Get out the club !#$*

^!$$%s tryin to holla at you
We want parlay wit you
You won't show us no love !#$*
Never thought you'd be on that loser %#@!
You on some movie %#@!

Get out the club !#$*
^!$$%s tryin to holla at you
We want parlay wit you
You won't show us no love !#$*
Never thought you'd be on that loser %#@!

You on some movie %#@!

[50 Cent]
This a low rider here (*##$, in L.A. they show me love
^!$$%s 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?"
(*##$es know I be buggin when they don't show me no lovin
I aint gotta say nuttin, ^!$$%s know I be thuggin
When ever I'm around mother$#&@as stop joke-in
They know how I get down, I be mother$#&@in Loc-in

Shorty she like Bussa-Bus, she love Nas
She like when L lick his lips, the (*##$ 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 !#$*

^!$$%s tryin to holla at you
We want parlay wit you
You won't show us no love !#$*
Never thought you'd be on that loser %#@!
You on some movie %#@!
Get out the club !#$*
^!$$%s tryin to holla at you

We want parlay wit you
You won't show us no love !#$*
Never thought you'd be on that loser %#@!
You on some movie %#@!
Get out the club !#$*

[50 Cent talking over beat]

2000 %#@! mother$#&@er you know how this %#@! goin down
This is my %#@!, from now on this is my %#@!
^!$$% can't eat, ^!$$% can't sleep, ^!$$% can't do %#@!
Unless I say he can ^!$$%
^!$$% come 15 ^!$$%s, 10 knives I'll leave wit 4 stiches
^!$$% thats not $$#ault, thats a insult
You and every mother$#&@a that roll wit you

You (*##$ $$# ^!$$% I'ma see you

^!$$% is sweet like candy
I can get cha now or later
You $#&@ed up, shoulda murdered me playa
^!$$% is sweet like candy
I don't care how much you pray

^!$$% 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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