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In Da Club (Backing Track) [In the Style of 50 Cent]
Go, go, go, go, go, goGo, shortyIt's your birthdayWe gon' party like it's your birthdayWe gon' sip Bacardi like it's your birthdayAnd you know we don't give a fuck it's not your birthday!You can find me in the club, bottle full of bubLook, mami, I got the X, if you into takin' drugsI'm into havin' sex, I ain't into makin' loveSo come give me a hug, if you into getting rubbedYou can find me in the club, bottle full of bubLook, mami, I got the X, if you into takin' drugsI'm into havin' sex, I ain't into makin' loveSo come give me a hug, if you into getting rubbedWhen I pull out up front, you see the Benz on dubsWhen I roll 20 deep, it's 20 knives in the clubNiggas heard I fuck with Dre, now they wanna show me loveWhen you sell like Eminem, and the hoes they wanna fuckBut, homie, ain't nothing change hoes down, G's upI see Xzibit in the Cut, that nigga roll that weed upIf you watch how I move, you'll mistake me for a playa orpimpBeen hit wit' a few shells, but I don't walk wit' a limpSongtexte(I'm ight)In the hood, in L.A, they saying "50 you hot"They like me, I want them to love me like they love 'PacBut holla, in New York them niggas'll tell ya I'm locoAnd the plan is to put the rap game in a choke holdI'm full of focused man, my money on my mindI got a mill out the deal and I'm still on the grindNow shorty said she feeling my style, she feeling my flowHer girlfriend wanna get bi and they ready to goYou can find me in the club, bottle full of bubLook, mami, I got the X, if you into takin' drugsI'm into havin' sex, I ain't into makin' loveSo come give me a hug, if you into getting rubbedYou can find me in the club, bottle full of bubLook, mami, I got the X, if you into takin' drugsI'm into havin' sex I, ain't into makin' loveSo come give me a hug, if you into getting rubbedMy flow, my show brought me the doeThat bought me all my fancy thingsMy crib, my cars, my clothes, my jewelsLook, nigga, I done came up and I ain't changeAnd you should love it, way more then you hate itNigga, you mad? I thought that you'd be happy I made itI'm that cat by the bar toasting to the good lifeYou that faggot ass nigga trying to pull me back right?When my jaws get to bumpin' in the club it's onI wink my eye at you, bitch, if she smiles she goneIf the roof on fire, let the motherfucker burnIf you talking 'bout money, homie, I ain't concernedI'm a tell you what Banks told me 'cause go 'head switch thestyle upIf the niggas hate then let 'em hate and watch the moneypile upOr we go upside they head wit' a bottle of bubThey know where we fuckin' beYou can find me in the club, bottle full of bubLook, mami, I got the X, if you into takin' drugsI'm into havin' sex, I ain't into makin' loveSo come give me a hug, if you into getting rubbedYou can find me in the club, bottle full of bubLook, mami, I got the X, if you into takin' drugsI'm into havin' sex, I ain't into makin' loveSo come give me a hug, if you into getting rubbedDon't try to act like you ain't know where we been either,nigga,In the club all the time, nigga, it's about to pop off,niggaG-Unit Aus Songtexte Mania