Get Out The Club – 50 Cent

It’s gangsta nigga
It’s too gangsta nigga
I keep it gangsta nigga
Wha wha
It’s gangsta nigga
It’s too gangsta nigga
I keep it gangsta nigga
Wha

Get out the club, bitch
Niggas trying to holla at you
We want parlay with 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
Niggas trying to holla at you
We wanna parlay with you

I hate when bitches act like they too good for a nigga (yeah)
Like they ain’t grow up in the same hood with a nigga
In the club giving niggas the wrong numbers and wrong names
Bitch why don’t you take ya ass home and quit playing games
They on that pretty shit (what) that high saditty shit (yeah)
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 going down
Them bitches think pussy precious
Them niggas they wanna test us
Got beef so we be wearing vest-es
Look I don’t give a fuck nigga
Bitch I ain’t buying no pussy
Nigga you’ll die if you push me
Nigga you know I’m holdin’
Bitch picture me rolling
Hooker probably for paper, ’cause pussy come with it
I ain’t joking, pistol smoking, any nigga can get it
While I’m balling she by my side with me
But if some shit jump off she ain’t gone ride with me
Get out the club bitch

Get out the club, bitch
Niggas trying to holla at you
We want parlay with 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
Niggas trying to holla at you
We want parlay with you
You won’t show us no love, bitch
Never thought you’d be on that loser shit
You on some movie shit

My whole team getting dough bitch
On the low bitch, friends’ll kick a nigga do’ down for sure bitch
Shorty we ain’t tripping, niggas just wanna dance with you
I mean damn won’t you give a nigga a chance with you
On that pre-Madonna shit, that Dolce and Gabbana shit
Bet I can teach ya about Gucci, Fendi, and Prada bitch
I met you in the parking lot, shit woulda been different then
You fix ya make-up, so much chrome on my Mercedes Benz
I take ya to see Beth in Jersey, but you ain’t worthy
That’s where we buy the ice at the right price
Bitch you think you high class, you ain’t worth a third of a nigga
Ya man is gangsta, but we ain’t never heard of the nigga
Shit hit the fan, we fuck around and murdered a nigga
Tell a punk to play his position and turn up missing
Fuck around, his body get found, cut up in the kitchen
I ain’t playing with you bitch you better listen

Get out the club, bitch
Niggas trying to holla at you
We want parlay with 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
Niggas trying to holla at you
We want parlay with you
You won’t show us no love, bitch
Never thought you’d be on that loser shit
You on some movie shit

This a low rider here bitch, in L.A. they show me love
Niggas be under palm trees twisting Cali bud
Call a Crip “Cuz”, call a Blood “Dawg”
I ain’t banging so I holla like “What up y’all?”
Bitches know I be bugging when they don’t show me no loving
I ain’t gotta say nuttin, niggas know I be thuggin
When ever I’m around motherfuckers 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 bitch love stars
After the club, I’m ‘a have her in the hot tub
Her and her girlfriend gone show me some puppy love

Get out the club, bitch
Niggas trying to holla at you
We want parlay with 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
Niggas trying to holla at you
We want parlay with 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

2000 shit motherfucker you know how this shit going down
This is my shit, from now on this is my shit
Nigga can’t eat, nigga can’t sleep, nigga can’t do shit
Unless I say he can nigga
Nigga come 15 niggas, 10 knives I’ll leave with 4 stitches
Nigga that’s not assault, that’s a insult
You and every motherfucker that roll with you
You bitch ass nigga I’mma see you
Nigga is sweet like candy
I can get you now or later
You fucked up, shoulda murdered me player
Nigga is sweet like candy
I don’t care how much you pray
Nigga I don’t care how much you paid
And you sweet like candy
I can get you now or later, later, player