[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