Текст песни 50 Cent - Get Out The Club

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

(50 Cent)
Get out the club BITCH
N*ggas tryin to holla at you
We want parlay wit you
You won't show us no love BITCH
Never thought you'd be on that loser shit
You on some movie shit
Get out the club BITCH
N*ggas 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*gga (yea)
Like they anit grow up in the same hood wit a n*gga
In the club givin n*ggas the wrong numbers and wrong names
B*tch why don't you take ya ass home and quit playin games
They on that pretty shit (what) that high saditty shit (yea)
They want me to trick, I ain't P. Diddy BITCH (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 pussy precious
Them n*ggas they wanna test us
Got beef so we be wearin vest-es
Look I don't give a f*ck n*gga
B*tch I aint buyin no pussy
N*gga you'll die if you push me
N*gga you know I'm holy
B*tch picture me rollin
Hooker probably for paper, cause pussy come wit it
I aint joking, pistol smoking, any n*gga can get it
While I'm ballin she by my side wit me
But if some shit jump off she aint gone ride wit me
Get out the club b*tch

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

(50 Cent)
My whole team gettin dough b*tch
On the low b*tch, friends'll kick a n*gga do' down fo sho b*tch
Shorty we aint trippin, n*ggas just wanna dance wit cha
I mean damn wont you give a n*gga a chance wit you
On that pre-Madonna shit, that Dolce & Gabbana shit
Bet I can teach ya about Gucci, Fendi, and Prada b*tch
I met cha in the parkin lot, shit 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*tch you think you high class, you aint worth a third of a n*gga
Ya man is gangsta, but we aint never heard of the n*gga
Shit hit the fan, we f*ck around and murdered a n*gga
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 BITCH
N*ggas tryin to holla at you
We want parlay wit you
You won't show us no love BITCH
Never thought you'd be on that loser shit
You on some movie shit
Get out the club BITCH
N*ggas tryin to holla at you
We want parlay wit you
You won't show us no love BITCH
Never thought you'd be on that loser shit
You on some movie shit

(50 Cent)
This a low rider here b*tch, in L.A. they show me love
N*ggas 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*tches know I be buggin when they don't show me no lovin
I aint gotta say nuttin, n*ggas 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 BITCH
N*ggas tryin to holla at you
We want parlay wit you
You won't show us no love BITCH
Never thought you'd be on that loser shit
You on some movie shit
Get out the club BITCH
N*ggas tryin to holla at you
We want parlay wit you
You won't show us no love BITCH
Never thought you'd be on that loser shit
You on some movie shit
Get out the club BITCH

(50 Cent talking over beat)
2000 shit motherf*cker you know how this shit goin down
This is my shit, from now on this is my shit
N*gga can't eat, n*gga can't sleep, n*gga can't do shit
Unless I say he can n*gga
N*gga come 15 n*ggas, 10 knives I'll leave wit 4 stiches
N*gga thats not assault, thats a insult
You and every motherf*cka that roll wit you
You b*tch ass n*gga I'ma see you

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