50 Cent - Get Out The Club lyrics

[50 Cent-talking over beat] It's gangsta n***a It's too gangsta n***a I keep it gangsta n***a Wha wha It's gangsta n***a It's too gangsta n***a I keep it gangsta n***a Wha [50 Cent] Get out the club b*tch n***as 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** You on some movie sh** Get out the club b*tch n***as tryin to holla at you We wanna parlay wit you [50 Cent] I hate when b**hes act like they too good for a n***a (yea) Like they anit grow up in the same hood wit a n***a In the club givin n***as the wrong numbers and wrong names b**h why don't you take ya a** home and quit playin games They on that pretty sh** (what) that high saditty sh** (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**hes think p**y precious Them n***as they wanna test us Got beef so we be wearin vest-es Look I don't give a f** n***a b**h I aint buyin no p**y n***a you'll die if you push me n***a you know I'm holy b**h picture me rollin Hooker probably for paper, cause p**y come wit it I aint joking, pistol smoking, any n***a can get it While I'm ballin she by my side wit me But if some sh** jump off she aint gone ride wit me Get out the club b**h [Chorus] Get out the club b*tch n***as 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** You on some movie sh** Get out the club b*tch n***as 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** You on some movie sh** [50 Cent] My whole team gettin dough b**h On the low b**h, friends'll kick a n***a do' down fo sho b**h Shorty we aint trippin, n***as just wanna dance wit cha I mean damn wont you give a n***a a chance wit you On that pre-Madonna sh**, that Dolce & Gabbana sh** Bet I can teach ya about Gucci, Fendi, and Prada b**h I met cha in the parkin lot, sh** 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**h you think you high cla**, you aint worth a third of a n***a Ya man is gangsta, but we aint never heard of the n***a sh** hit the fan, we f** around and murdered a n***a Tell a punk to play his position and turn up missin f** around, his body get found, cut up in the kitchen I aint playin wit you b**h you better listen [Chorus] Get out the club b*tch n***as 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** You on some movie sh** Get out the club b*tch n***as 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** You on some movie sh** [50 Cent] This a low rider here b**h, in L.A. they show me love n***as 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**hes know I be buggin when they don't show me no lovin I aint gotta say nuttin, n***as know I be thuggin When ever I'm around motherf**as stop joke-in They know how I get down, I be motherf**in Loc-in Shorty she like Bussa-Bus, she love Nas She like when L lick his lips, the b**h 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***as 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** You on some movie sh** Get out the club b*tch n***as 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** You on some movie sh** Get out the club b*tch [50 Cent talking over beat] 2000 sh** motherf**er you know how this sh** goin down This is my sh**, from now on this is my sh** n***a can't eat, n***a can't sleep, n***a can't do sh** Unless I say he can n***a n***a come 15 n***as, 10 knives I'll leave wit 4 stiches n***a thats not a**ault, thats a insult You and every motherf**a that roll wit you You b**h a** n***a I'ma see you n***a is sweet like candy I can get cha now or later You f**ed up, shoulda murdered me playa n***a is sweet like candy I don't care how much you pray n***a I don't care how much you paid And you sweet like candy I can get you now or later, later, playa