In Da Club (Made Famous by 50 Cent)

歌詞

Go, go, go, go, go, go, go shorty, it's your birthday, We gon party like it's your birthday, We gon sip Bacardi like it's your birthday, And you know we don't give a fuck it's not your birthday (Chorus x2) You can find me in the club, Bottle full of bub, Look mami, I got that X if you're in takin' drugs, I'm in to having sex, I ain't into makin love, So come give me a hug, if you're into getting rubbed (Verse 1) When I pull up out front, you see that Benz on dubz, When I roll 20 deep, it's 20 nines in the club, Niggaz heard I fuck with Dre, now they wanna show me love, When you sell like Eminem and the hoes, they wanna fuck Hey homey aint nothin changed, hoes down G's up, I see Xzibit in the cut, and nigga roll that weed up, (Roll that nigga) If you watch how I move, you mistake me for a player or pimp, Been hit with a few shells, but now I don't walk with a limp, (I'm aight) In the hood in L.A. they saying 50 you hot, they like me, I want 'em to love me like they love Pac, But holla in New York them niggaz 'II tell you I'm loco, When the plan is to put the rap game in a chokehold, I'm fully focused man, my money on my mind, Got a mil out the deal and I'm still on the grind, Now shorty say she feelin my style, she feelin my flow, Her girlfriend wit it, they bi, and they ready to go, (OK!) (Chorus x2) (Bridge) My flow, my show, brought me the dough, That bought me all my fancy things, My crib, my cars, my clothes, my jewels, Look nigga I done came up and I ain't changed (Verse 2) And you should love it, way more than you hate it, Nigga you mad? I thought that you'd be happy I made it, I'm that cat by the bar, toastin to the good life, You that faggot ass nigga tryin to pull me back right? When my joint get to pumpin in the club it's on, I wink my eye at your bitch, if she smile she gone, If the roof on fire, let the mutha fucka burn, If the talk ain't about money, homey I ain't concerned, I'm a tell you what Banks told me, cuz go ahead and switch the style up, If niggaz hate then let em hate, and watch the money pile up, Or we can go upside your head with a bottle of Bub, You know where we fuckin' be (Chorus x2) Don't try and act like you don't know where we be neither nigga, We be in the club all the time nigga, some problem pop off nigga, G Unit.