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lirik lagu get out the club – 50 cent

(50 cent-talking over beat)
it’s gangsta n-gg-
it’s too gangsta n-gg-
i keep it gangsta n-gg-
wha wha
it’s gangsta n-gg-
it’s too gangsta n-gg-
i keep it gangsta n-gg-
wha

(50 cent)
get out the club b-tch
n-gg-s tryin to holla at you
we want parlay wit you
you won’t show us no love b-tch
never thought you’d be on that loser sh-t
you on some movie sh-t
get out the club b-tch
n-gg-s 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-gg- (yea)
like they anit grow up in the same hood wit a n-gg-
in the club givin n-gg-s the wrong numbers and wrong names
b-tch why don’t you take ya -ss 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-tch (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 p-ssy precious
them n-gg-s they wanna test us
got beef so we be wearin vest-es
look i don’t give a f-ck n-gg-
b-tch i aint buyin no p-ssy
n-gg- you’ll die if you push me
n-gg- you know i’m holy
b-tch picture me rollin
hooker probably for paper, cause p-ssy come wit it
i aint joking, pistol smoking, any n-gg- 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-tch

(chorus)
get out the club b-tch
n-gg-s tryin to holla at you
we want parlay wit you
you won’t show us no love b-tch
never thought you’d be on that loser sh-t
you on some movie sh-t
get out the club b-tch
n-gg-s tryin to holla at you
we want parlay wit you
you won’t show us no love b-tch
never thought you’d be on that loser sh-t
you on some movie sh-t

(50 cent)
my whole team gettin dough b-tch
on the low b-tch, friends’ll kick a n-gg- do’ down fo sho b-tch
shorty we aint trippin, n-gg-s just wanna dance wit cha
i mean d-mn wont you give a n-gg- 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-tch
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
that’s where we buy the ice at the right price
b-tch you think you high cl-ss, you aint worth a third of a n-gg-
ya man is gangsta, but we aint never heard of the n-gg-
sh-t hit the fan, we f-ck around and murdered a n-gg-
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 b-tch
n-gg-s tryin to holla at you
we want parlay wit you
you won’t show us no love b-tch
never thought you’d be on that loser sh-t
you on some movie sh-t
get out the club b-tch
n-gg-s tryin to holla at you
we want parlay wit you
you won’t show us no love b-tch
never thought you’d be on that loser sh-t
you on some movie sh-t

(50 cent)
this a low rider here b-tch, in l.a. they show me love
n-gg-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-tches know i be buggin when they don’t show me no lovin
i aint gotta say nuttin, n-gg-s 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 b-tch
n-gg-s tryin to holla at you
we want parlay wit you
you won’t show us no love b-tch
never thought you’d be on that loser sh-t
you on some movie sh-t
get out the club b-tch
n-gg-s tryin to holla at you
we want parlay wit you
you won’t show us no love b-tch
never thought you’d be on that loser sh-t
you on some movie sh-t
get out the club b-tch

(50 cent talking over beat)
2000 sh-t motherf-cker you know how this sh-t goin down
this is my sh-t, from now on this is my sh-t
n-gg- can’t eat, n-gg- can’t sleep, n-gg- can’t do sh-t
unless i say he can n-gg-
n-gg- come 15 n-gg-s, 10 knives i’ll leave wit 4 stiches
n-gg- that’s not -ssault, that’s a insult
you and every motherf-cka that roll wit you
you b-tch -ss n-gg- i’ma see you

n-gg- is sweet like candy
i can get cha now or later
you f-cked up, shoulda murdered me playa
n-gg- is sweet like candy
i don’t care how much you pray
n-gg- i don’t care how much you paid
and you sweet like candy
i can get you now or later, later, playa

- kumpulan lirik lagu 50 cent